His eyes immediately got bigger; if he were drinking something, he would have choked on it. Currently, Bolton seemed pretty damn close to choking on just air at the moment still.

He coughed. "Well, uh, yeah, I, uh...I guess, yeah, there's that, but, uhh, whoa, there. No offense, but we just met. I mean, hell, I just kind of met myself, even, so, uh...yeah..."

That had to be a joke anyway, right?