"Well, you have to be pretty fucked-up to get this far in life and never see Star Wars, but maybe I can sell the script to some minstrels and see how many dick jokes they can cram in there." He pauses. "There's the first one."

He's feeling a little more confident than he did initially, both because he's had two shots (so many) and because Alisha is coming off as fairly chill (if not a little intimidating).

"Trust me, I do that better than anyone you know." And he doesn't even need to tell her the half of it. "What makes you fucked up, anyway?"