[ already drunk enough that he's a little "oh" at hearing her say "getting off" but at least he doesn't show it. he is a decent young man, sort of.

raises his mug!! ]

Mead! It's like, a fermented honey thing?

[ maybe she already knows this but he doesn't know what her world has besides buses. ]

I dunno, I never really heard of it existing outside of western renaissance faires before, but it's their big thing, apparently.