Imbibaging? [ Yes, that's what he chose to comment on. So much so that he's pausing in the middle of the natives that are slowly emerging from the mud and they're quite a bit larger than first thought because their eyes are on the top of their heads. ]

Where are they coming from? [ His voice has gone a little wild and amazed. ] I'm standing right here. And they just keep coming! Are you seeing this?

[ He's also been touched by tentacles now. Several muddy appendages are sliding down his arms and front. ]

Ah... I feel violated. You've never heard of personal space, have you? No vodka for you, bad critters.