[Logan casts one glance around before moving with the flow, even if he feels the ornate vibe of the couch and armchairs is a little too stuffy to be completely comfortable with. However it reminds him a bit of Xavier's mansion, and it's that thought that flits through his head as he gingerly sits down. He's got weight on his bones (literally) so after settling for a moment, he casts a glance back to Stephen.]
... It's real beer, right? Not some imaginary bullshit.
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... It's real beer, right? Not some imaginary bullshit.