[ Gen really is quite drunk because he's slow to react to the flick of water -- only scrunching up his face at first, like a dog that's gotten spritzed with a spray bottle, before blinking blearily. ]

He started it, okay.

[ Incredible how he actually sounds his age at the moment, mumbling that meager protest as he wipes the water off his face. His hair's a mess at this point, tangled strands of it coming loose from where it's usually slicked back and falling over his brow as he pulls his hand from his (flushed) face. Gen gestures sloppily as he goes on at a drunken ramble: ]

I was actually playing nice for once, was gonna do one of those dumb pr -- portraits. Then that asshole picked me up? Dunno what his damage is, but he started it. So go yell at him if you're gonna be mad about that shit.

[ Pause. And then, finally processing what Misa said like four sentences ago: ]

... did you guys really spend all your money on this? Why'd you do that?