[Garner take it and takes a drink off of it with the full trust George has earned....only for him o hold the liquid in his mouth a moment as he processes not-a-beer-in-fact-sweet and finally swallows the sip. Ah...the sugar bubble drinks...soda or coke or pop....he's not sure, it's a confusing mixture of information on the internet, but he recognizes it. Not his favorite, but he can sip at it...and appreciates it a bit more on the second sip.]

Sounds like a good plan. I hope you go easy on yourself.

[He can at least pick his way to George's table by memory easy enough and he settles himself on one side of it.]

What does being blond and being dizzy have to do with each other?