Zafika humms quietly, glancing towards the kitchen and, pauses for a moment. Is, is that... golden-bronze glitter everywhere? Yeah they're starting to have more and more questions honestly. Unfortunately they're not the one who'll be asking questions tonight. Probably.

They tilt their head like a curious cat at Garrot's explanation, and eye at the paella a bit more. Okay, shrimp is familiar, but lobster? Absolutely not. They assume it's a more luxurious option for seafood. "Huh... okay, that definitely sounds good." Luckily they're everything but picky about their food.

At the suggestion of chocolate milk they squint at Garrot, and actually get close to eye contact before their eyes flick elsewhere. "Alcohol doesn't mix well with me, just water is enough. Oh, talking about that, I, was given a little care package in Craydon that has a bottle of handcrafted beer... do you want that? I'd feel bad throwing it away just because I don't drink alcohol."