[Perry nods, satisfied, and grins. His voice is full of vicious satisfaction:] Good boy. Now was that really so hard?

[He can tell that he's just going through the motions, but it's not ultimately going to matter anyway. When the warden turns back into his normal self, he's going to be pissed no matter what. Perry doubts that Arthur's going to keep any of the 'lessons' he could teach him, so what's the point of following those little slaps up? No, right now? It's time for him to get the booze and get the hell out of there. He turns back to the bar, picking his way through the bottles more carefully this time, searching for something promising.]