"Make that two," he says when the barman comes over, then clarifies, "Bourbon and Cola." Or the closest approximation. The perils of ordering alcohol in a multi-dimensional city.

"It's a good attitude to have." And once again, the opinions of many people throughout the week linger in his mind. Want what you want. It's not like Mitchell really needs to be enabled much.

"Did you have anywhere particular in mind?" He's unsure about trying to feed in The Vault since it's Hasibe's workplace. ...yes, he's got no problem with making it look like he's about to have sex with someone in the company of someone he just had sex with, but wrecking their workplace is apparently crossing a line. Don't ask how his mind works.