There's something vaguely familiar about the guy's face, but Mindy doesn't let herself put too much thought into that because, really, it's Darrow, and vaguely familiar faces are the story of her goddamn life here. And anyway, it's kind of hard to focus on who he is rather than what he's doing, stumbling around like he's had one too many. "Uh, are you okay?" Mindy asks, eyebrow raising. She cannot judge, only sympathise.