Whoa... [Wade has ample reasons in the last half a year or so drink, somewhere between rampaging dinosaurs and murderous sleepwalkers, but nothing huge had happened very recently, unless this woman had gone on especially long bender. On the other hand, maybe it had been a good occasion that was just ending a bit sourly. She approaches, looking obviously concerned despite her easy nature.]

...hey, are you okay? Actually, that's a dumb question. Did I miss some kind of party last night, and do you need anything?