You're the one getting a drink. I just told you I could find a place, if you'd recall.

[Aaaaaagh Kaeya why do you always make him want to put his hands around your throat and throttle you.

He lets out an irritated little huff and pauses to look up at said establishment. The lack of any drunks sitting outside in a daze is an immediate plus, and he can't smell alcohol from the street when the door swings open.]

It looks fine. Let's go inside.