"Prove it," he says flippantly as he shoves open the doors of that theatre and they make their way back to the bar where the gin is still flowing steadily.

While he waits for the attention of the bartender he picks at a tray of finger foods, gives something a sniff and stuffs it in his mouth. "Meh, the one's co-eds order are. The classy one's aren't. A gin and tonic is dry as fuck. What are you on a diet?" he asks throwing Kyle a funny look.