[Whale just listens, blinking, trying to figure out what Will was talking about. People without normal situations, people who have lost friends and family, yeah he was getting that. Every job had it's characters, he could only imagine those from the FBI. But honestly what did this have to do with Alana Bloom?

And then the penny drops. Oh. They lost someone. Part of Whale wanted to press further (was it a colleague? someone they met on a case?) but the tiny little sensible part of his brain interjected that no, he shouldn't pry, that wasn't good, that wasn't right. Especially when he was drunk. If he remembered this in the morning (and that was a massive if) he would ask Will about it. Because honestly? Whale was nosy.

Of course, that wasn't going to deter him too much. Alana was hot. And with Will talking about Alana needing to be respected (he totally had a thing for her, this was so ridiculous) Whale knew that he would turn the flirting down from a ten to about a five.

Not to anything lower, of course. After all, he was drunk. He wasn't making any promises that he couldn't remember in the morning (who are we kidding, he'd totally make promises he couldn't remember in the morning.]

Don't worry, [Whale responded in that blase tone of a drunk who was perfectly fine with everything.] I'm not a lech, I can treat a lady with respect. And I'll treat Alana with respect also. Re. Spect, [he responds, blatantly mimicking Will.

Of course, for Whale, respect is more like "not blatantly staring at her ass" so yeah. This would be interesting.]