So Kabal may have drunk a little more than he intended because he's actually having a good time? Who knew all it took was good food and some drink and yes, mentally undressing everyone within a ten foot radius. Of course now that he's cheerful someone has to come over and be a buzzkill.

And leave it to the only person who's opinion he might give a fuck about to be the one to do it.

He sighs and rolls his eyes. "I'm not trying to be stealthy. I'm trying to get caught so I can knife someone."

Which seems obvious to him, Kabal's never been covert about anything in his whole life, he's not about to start now. He was pretty damn obvious when he was posing as a double agent with the NYPD, they'd just been too dumb to question him. In any case, he doesn't really need a reason to stab someone, but it's nice to have. So he feels a little more justified watching them bleed out. The thrill of the kill or whatever.

"Aight I'll bite. Where you keeping that, because that outfit doesn't leave much to the imagination."