Walter tags behind but does manage to see Zopf leaning in and... sniffing Caesar Flickerman? Is he drunk? Is the kid drunk? He's pretty sure that breadboy's never so much touched alcohol in his life so there's really no excuse for that, least not by most standards.

"Did he just--?" He furrows his brow and casts a confused glance to Weyoun, looking for some sort of... confirmation that just happened. "He sniffed him."

Goddamnit, Cupcake, what the fuck are you doing.