I didn't see any Mai Tais or Zombies on the menu, sorry.

[he quips as he takes his seat. yes, he'd started that conversation with a simple, easy need to just punch the man in the face. but on his way over, he realized that maybe it was good to get a proper measure of this sorry excuse for a man before he did it. let him think he'd reconsidered. get his guard down. learn a little more, so that he'd be able to protect Peter]

Listen, I - I let my temper get the better of me, earlier. Truth is, I haven't known Peter for very long, and he made a good impression is all.