Bob, in his skull, is still resting on the bar - since he really has no means of transportation, save someone carrying him somewhere - after things quieted down in the bar, the orange eyelights flickered out; but flickered on momentarily when
someone came down into the bar around 6am and pounded on the wall screaming about leaving. He ignored the man, mostly, and the eyelights flickered out again.
His eyelights flicker on again and Bob takes a peek around at the few meandering patrons.
The book Penny propped open for him last night still open to the page where he stopped reading. He mumbles something about that having been a good part and sets to reading again.