[ Another pause, as he considers the stranger harshing his buzz. In his eyes, this is kind of a party foul, all things considered; he may be used to some ribbing, and he gets that it's a joke, but still.

“Cliché” and “unoriginal”? Ouch.

Then, with a slightly tight-lipped smile, ]

Nah, I’m good.

[ His expression turns slightly awkward. ]

Listen, I’m flattered. Really. The whole “make fun of a guy and then offer to show him the ropes” thing is a pretty tried and true method, and I respect the game, but I’m actually seeing someone. It's pretty serious.

[ And awesome. And totally actually happening, which is something he still has difficulty wrapping his head around. ]