Logan hasn't seen anyone in charge around this place and hasn't seen anyone servicing the bars or the stores. It's like a disconcerting ghost ship, and he doesn't trust anything about it but damn, he needs a drink.

He lifts his eyebrows as she just hoists herself up like that incredibly skilled like, watching as she drops down to the other side. Then he just kind of smirks. See what he mentioned before? Don't have expectations when it comes to Christine.

"Best bottle of whiskey you can find?" He asks before he leans over the counter to grab them each a glass, setting out one in front of her and the other in front of him. There have been times he's had alcohol straight out of the bottle but this... won't be one of those times.