Anthony felt great. This was turning out to be a wonderful day. He held his glass and cast a glance across the place. It wasn't very crowded and he wasn't drunk enough for it to impair his senses in any notable way, so he noticed Tobias even despite the efforts the fellow made for that not to happen. He seemed awfully down. Was he alright? Anthony, ever so confident and ever so clueless, made his way over to him, and announced his presence by loudly placing his glass down on the table. "Hello," he greeted, stressing the second syllable.