"Awesome." he conceded, with a little nod. He hesitantly tried the first sip of his beer. Yikes, that was bitter. He fought back the urge to stick his tongue out, and tried to drown the taste with a few red Skittles. He didn't care how, exactly, the weed was consumed, so he gave a little shrug in return.
"I've been liking Olev lately, but like- the government and my dad and stuff call me David." he clicked his tongue, and gave a little sigh. "Or mootles. Some people call me mootles. What do people call you?"