[Sadly, that would only serve to make him more annoying. In a complete lack of self-awareness (though if it's real or just for the sake of trolling is, once again, anyone's guess) Wade slips an arm around the Batter's shoulders, leaning rather unsteadily against the other man as he offers him a conspiratorial grin.]

Oh god, I know the feelin'. Sometimes you just wanna have some peace an' quiet and suddenly some rando you just met like five days ago starts treatin' you like he's yer best friend. The worst.

[A few seconds of silence passes, long enough for the irony of the situation to fully sink in.]

Soooo... is that a yes on the samplin' of my drink or what?