In the mirror on the wall a blank face apeared, like one of those greek comedy and tragedy masks.
The comedy one to be precise, because he could see John making a beeline for the bathroom.
"Haha, you don't drink that stuff straight. Goes straight to the concience."

Looking back at the bar Like saw Snazzy in a sudden fit of depression. Emphatising Like got really sad as well.
The mask switched to the drama mask mentioned earlier.
"Hey buddy, I'm sure the Lord didn't mean to hurt your feelings... But if you want to cry I might have an idea.
If we can steal someone elses tears we can pour them on your face and it'll be just like the real thing.
But then we need to hurt someone elses feelings, and if we steal their tears they can't cry... hmmm..."
Like gave this some very deep thought.