Oh that's a funny one, Joker, tell it to me again when y'can stand all by yourself. [Doll frowns deeply at Joker's insistence that he's "fine", but she's already bustling over to her bed to pull the covers back. Joker had given her his spot and wouldn't hear about them snuggling together in one, and she still has no idea where Snake is so she's not about to occupy his bed with their drunk older brother.]

[She is going to give him such a talking- to, leaving her to deal with this mess.]

[She gestures to the man holding up Joker to put him down on the prepared spot, eyes narrowing at his griping.]

Oh yeah? 'N where were you, Father Parish-Pickaxe, while he was flappin' about half cocked like this?