You have no idea. [Though, thankfully, the amusement has somewhat come back into his voice. It's better with someone on the other line. Much better than standing in the corner and swearing that the clown in the other one moves, or laughs, or shifts a crowbar from one hand to another.]

Lost it way before this place, pal. I'm just gonna self-medicate a little with the wine. [Jason's eyes are down-cast. Something jingles off screen, but Jason doesn't appear startled, so he must be causing the happy-go-lucky sounding tune.

The camera turns around to show the little, sitting clown and its tipping head.] You'd need some wine too if this little shit was looking into your soul with those eyes.