Joe noted the blood with some concern, but he went to get a few towels.

When he came back, he sat across from the man and handed him two, keeping a third one himself. "Here," he said. "Dry off a bit. If you let me have the bunny for a moment, I'll try to rub it dry."

He held out his hands for the animal. "By the way, my name is Joe Dawson. I run this bar."