Dorian definitely looked like he'd had one hell of a night. It could be messily fixed sex hair. Or it could...just be bed head. Bull was busy smiling as he crossed his arms to enjoy the struggle the mage was having.

Hey, he brought it on himself. It was his own fault now that he was a show.

"So you're a different Dorian but you two have met before." Got it. He'd file that one away for later.