Accepting the tiara with a grin, Arlo clears his throat. "I wanna thank the Academy. And I wanna thank– this guy–" (Edgar) "–for some of the best hooch-y shit I had since I can't make Miller Highballs* anymore, and I–" his eyes fall on the mass-produced tiara and his eyes might get a little wet, but that's probably only because he's currently completely shit-faced and has nothing to do with a! "Shit. Feeling those shots. I'm out." Bye!!!