"That is a predator!" Alejandro adresses you, concerned. You're drunk, perched in Rudy's lap, and squeezing his cheeks. You wiggle his head as he chuckles up at you amused.

"He's not a predator!" You continue to make little sounds.

"What are you—" You cut him off, looking at him as you scrunch your face.

"We're blooping!" You ignore Alejandro, continuing your actions with Rudy.