[Tuco opens his mouth to cut Wander short (the free whiskey in question came from the password, same as everybody else's) only to shut it just as quickly. It feels like any interjection would be pretty much useless at this point; he poked the tiny, figurative bear with a stick, and now it's going to talk his ear off whether he likes it or not.

...And/or his face, given the sudden shift in location. He quickly leans back like there's a tiny magnetic rejection going on between them.]

Yeah, yeah... [He gives a sort of... grin-grimace combination.] It's almost a little too much, no? I never seen anything like it before. My head, it uh... [He makes a vague wiggly motion with one hand, then gives a twitch of a shrug.] It's a lot to take in.