Zed had so much vodka that for once in his life, the concept of sharing or giving someone to someone else wasn't entirely foreign. He could give this dude a couple of bottles, sure.

He's quickly distracted from this odd turn of thoughts by Roland clamping a hand across his face. Rather than jerking away immediately, he gives the other man a weird look...and he's laughing a little, too. This is funny. Everything's funny! Why worry about that yeti? "I'll take care of it..."

Zed holds out his left hand, palm facing outward, towards the yeti and makes a vague sort of pushing gesture. He's drunk enough that he's momentarily forgotten that he does not, in fact, have his powers, and he seems puzzled when nothing happens. He's frowning at his hand and sort of repeating the gesture a few times, like he's got a weapon that's misfiring.