Scar shoots a brief conciliatory glance in Henry's direction.

Envy, however.

Envy gets a sideways glare from right over the top of Lust's head.

"Clearly," is all he says to her question. He's sober now, so there are no black marks on anyone's permanent record. Just a sour expression. The next part comes out partially under his breath: "God knows why I would want to be intoxicated right now..."

The haze of Woman and Cats finally clears enough for Scar to notice Twojo, ever-so-politely waiting at his ankles, a single paw on his knee. Scar has two hands. One for kitty, one for Dog.