Don't care, grab what you got and throw it to me. If I don't like it, I'll tell you.

[...wait. It's Thatch. He's gonna assume he means something alcoholic.]

Better make it water or a soft drink.

You know, apologising and suddenly trying to be nice looks kind of suspicious... I'll go with it, though. [Yeah, he's just gonna sort of sit down and watch Thatch expectantly, waiting for him to introduce a conversation, because right now he just feels awkward.]