Clearly, he's never seen anything like it in his life - he sits a long moment, his mouth slightly agape but for all intents and purposes he's holding together pretty damn well. He's rarely been so thankful for all the really messed up shit he's seen over the course of his lifetime.

He doesn't really know what to say to that expansive view and merely lowers his eyes back to the brown bottle of tasty brew he's never heard of before in any country.