Neil slips his own claim ticket into his pocket so he won't lose it. He rather likes the coat he wore, something he bought when he first came to Darrow though he hadn't needed a coat because it was spring. Properly dressed down now, he links his arm with Rosie's and steers them toward the bar.

"That doesn't sound silly," he assures with a brilliant smile. When they get to the bar, he leans up and across it a little so that when the bartender comes over to them, he doesn't have to shout too loudly to be heard. "Two peach crushes, thanks!"

Not only is it a brightly colored cocktail, but the soda water they top it with glows slightly in the black lights scattered near the bar, making for a cool effect when they have their drinks handed to them. Neil pays with cash, because he'd rather they get the rest of their drinks given to them by other people, if he can help it.