"We do have that effect on people," he brags, and follows Luci towards the bar. At least here, at this bar unlike the last one he went to a month or so ago, will sell him alcohol. He doesn't tell Luci that he's actually not a fan of drinking, but everyone else is doing it and this is what you do at a bar, right? Get drinks.

He orders his own, something that is noticeably weak, before letting Luci orders hers first.

"I'll just take a fuzzy navel, but you can go a little easy on the schnapps. And whatever she wants." He inclines his head towards Luci, of course.