"Oh," says Johnny. He levels a sidelong glance at Seth. He hadn't considered that he meant the "un-regular" kind, but... man, he hopes Seth isn't about to go shoot up. "No, I'm good. I got some. In the thing."

He gestures vaguely at the bathroom, sort of a flailing motion that leaves his arm flopped beside him. Excited by the movement, Scout rushes over and leaps up on the bed.

"Let me know how you're doing later, okay?" he mumbles, dragging himself back up to get at the coffee.