[ The weight of someone sitting next to him jostles him a little, but he doesn't mind, he leans in, their shoulders touching for a moment, his flesh and bone hand reaching for the bottle.

He wonders if he should bother with a glass. ]

Didn't know you had rooms back here... Guess I mostly just hung at the bar.

[ There's a pause, and he's still looking at the bottle, not at Dolph. ]

How long has it been since you saw me last?