[Garrus looks approximately like ten pounds of shit in a five pound bag when he answers, and Joker makes absolutely zero indication that he notices. No one wants to get called out on looking like shit.]

What, was this just one big booty call, Vakarian? Because I'm gonna have to let you down easy. I'm sorry, but I don't think of you that way-- let's just be friends.

[He steps inside, medicine box tucked up under his arm like a football, and pats Garrus consolingly on the shoulder.]

How about we get you drugged up instead.