Luckily, Gaeta has not yet figured out exactly how two squids behave when they love each other very, very much.

(Or just want to make that asshole Squephen jealous, anyway.)

When the waitrat returns five minutes later with the shot and note, Gaeta blinks as he looks it over. Lilly Kane isn't a name he recognizes, and for a moment, he's afraid it's because he met her and forgot. Reassurances from the rat prove otherwise; rats, it turns out, can do a very good job of miming them she's giving out shots to lots of people.

He sighs, heavy and reluctant. "I can't drink it," he says. "I'm sorry. I just took my meds. Could you send her my thanks and apologies?"