[ Ray wrinkles his nose slightly, admittedly at a loss of how to answer that question; he has both a sassy response and a more realistic one hovering on the tip of his tongue, cancelling each other out, so instead he just clears his throat with a prissy little huff and turns his attention to the impressive display of ties they're now passing. ]

That's between you and your own inner demons to work out.

[ He says it merrily, breezy, already looking at the various multi-colored offerings, but brushing off the remark with a dismissive flap of his wrist. ]

And please, who'm I trying to impress? It'll be enough of a miracle if I can just find a stiff drink tonight.