Walter snorts at Q's departure, followed shortly by Caesar's - the latter looks entirely done with the whole lot of them, now. "I got a little sidetracked."

That's an understatement, actually. He might have even exchanged verbal barbs with Q longer had he been given the opportunity. "Alright, let's get the fuck outta here and go see about this goddamn party thing we gotta attend."

Despite the copious amounts of booze likely to be available he really, really does not like parties.