[Even though L's doppel has just acknowledged that he's done something bad, having a bottle shaken in his face seems to have just as much of an effect as showing a puppy a long-forgotten, chewed up shoe. No apology is forthcoming, but a cheerful reassurance is.]

Don't be so mad. I only put twice his normal dose in his coffee. He has so many to take every day that it was easy to swipe those while he was dividing them all up. What matters is that we have this time, Cesar....

[He reiterates his point, chuckling at the gesture. As Cesar reads the pill bottle, which notes that L is to take no more than one per day only as needed for anxiety, presses invitingly against Cesar, rocking his hindquarters suggestively into Cesar's hips.]

We could do it right now. Right here against the desk. It might be a little bit twisted, but you have to admit it's pretty hot.