[When his hand is slapped away Richie lets it fall down to his side and just puts it in the pocket of his sweater. He's too out of sorts to really think anything about it and so he lingers close to Eddie's personal space, just for the sake of being next of him.]

I can walk. This isn't even - [Well, that bad in retrospect. His stomach wasn't sick, well, not yet. He's happily buzzed and dealing with the euphoria and elation that comes with that.]

You have a whole business? Look at you. I always knew you'd be successful. You had the right kind of stuff. I'm really glad you got out from under your mom and got out there. I knew you'd take off right away if you did that.