Brock is an expert in beating himself up about stuff, okay, he knows what she is doing! Don't try to convince him otherwise, lady.

But oh okay, that's... a thing. That's happening. Innocent or not, that is an awkward situation to find oneself in, a girl's head on your leg, and Brock freezes a bit. "Uh," he says, very eloquently, and glances from side to side. Is anyone else seeing this shit... he's not doing anything... nobody judge him...

"I really don't want you to puke in my lap, so try not to pass out. I work for the government. Of the United States," he adds, feeling the need to clarify. You never know.