He mock-bows in respect, spreading his arms wide. "O Pizza Queen, I beg forgiveness."

When he gets out of his exaggerated bow, he nods absently. "Yeah, I heard about that. I don't think I would have been too useful at that, though. I'm a bit of a butterfingers these days."

MILES!!!

"What are you shopping for? I could probably use some things." He just wants company, mostly. He's a social animal. And he misses Facebook.