[He lifts his injured hand and still manages to point a finger gun at Martin.]

Institute funds.

[But since they're being honest (and the alcohol, perhaps, making his judgement a little impaired), he just shrugs before he takes another sip.]

It's not like any of them were serious, anyway. All in all it was just a bit of fun. [He pauses, glancing aside.] ...a lot of fun. Sometimes lots of different kinds of fun at the same time. [He swirls his drink idly.] But most of it was legitimately work-related.