[You mean that his footwork isn't faltering yet. He straightens his back, realigning his focus, with the hope that Thancred hasn't noticed anything out of sorts. He's just being overly self-conscious with too much wine in his body. That's surely it.]

So you're a regular Mission Impossible agent.

[And, knowing that means nothing:]

A super spy, a professional in every way. I'll make sure to keep one eye open while I sleep if I ever get on your bad side.

[He jokes, of course. Another swell of music, another turn-]