"And I've finally gotten my first F," he remarks, taking a small sip of his drink. He's not quite used to hard liquor yet, having only drank it intermittently, so he doesn't do a good job of hiding a brief wince. As if to prove that he can handle his drink, he takes another, deeper sip and sets the glass down. Plucking the narrow stirrer from his drink, he idly twirls it between his fingers. "A few months... That makes you the most... experienced with this place. Of the few people I've met, anyway."