[Oh, Jesus, not this moron again. Learn to watch who you're heckling, D33. It's probably the near-complete lack of clothes that made Odin hard to recognize (and, let's be real, got D33 staring in the first place). As the man gets closer, D33 puts up a reflexive hand, nose wrinkling at the display (lewd, and somehow entirely unpleasant now that he realizes who he's talking to). This doesn't stop him from getting whapped in the face by Odin's cape, which leaves him scowling.]
Do mind your costume, you--
[He stops himself short of saying something Not Very Nice - why? Who knows. Probably because, judging by everything that D33 has seen from Odin thus far, he's almost definitely the type of person to cause a gigantic scene over pretty much anything and D33 is really not trying to deal with that right now.]
It's a sweater. [So, are you saying you're not a cool and amazing genius, D33?] You might think to put one on.
[Actually, speaking of which-- He pauses, takes a sip from his drink.] Aren't you cold?
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Do mind your costume, you--
[He stops himself short of saying something Not Very Nice - why? Who knows. Probably because, judging by everything that D33 has seen from Odin thus far, he's almost definitely the type of person to cause a gigantic scene over pretty much anything and D33 is really not trying to deal with that right now.]
It's a sweater. [So, are you saying you're not a cool and amazing genius, D33?] You might think to put one on.
[Actually, speaking of which-- He pauses, takes a sip from his drink.] Aren't you cold?