Haa?! You think I can't handle this, you bastard?! [Don't tell the Dragon Lord what to do, dammit! If he's already assisting someone, there's no "taking it off his hands" like he's some kind of weakling who needs this random extra's help! (Leave it to Bakugo to take an offer of aid as a sleight against his pride and strength.) He cups one hand by his side, sending off a flurry of small explosions to get the bastard running away even faster.]

Make yourself useful and tell the director about the flowers! [Shouting that reminder at him because he really doubts the guy's going to do so, whether by his own failings or the hotel's machinations. Doesn't matter; he'll report it to the director and others when he returns to the set. For now, he has to deal with Minato.]

It's right over there. [Bakugo growls and hooks an arm around Minato's waist before leading him towards another trailer, a bit bigger than the others around. After all, he's the star of the film. Doesn't take much to pop the door open and get Minato inside. Bakugo lets him go then and nods towards the bed taking up a third of the space.] I'll get you some meds.

[Even though he knows meds aren't gonna help...]