"Thats what I thought."
He'd grab a bag out of the closet, and tossing it over Roy's way, pulling out a couple root beers and popping them open.
"Go head, see whatcha got"
Several blinks. Now he kind of feels bad for being so dramatic.
"Wait, no, I was just kidding -
Besides, /not/ giving it to me will /definitely/ make you one -"