"No, but I can get one," he replied with a wink. Idris stood, his legs relieved from crouching. From a standing viewpoint, the ship looked a little bit more like a, well, ship. Sort of, that is. He tilted his head to the side as if that would help any. It definitely didn't. Idris shrugged. That wasn't such a problem as it had been at the beginning.
"I'll be right back," Idris said, nodding at the woman. He'd really have to ask her name when he returned from the vending machines. After this entire mess, he was certain it'd be easier to deal with things on a later basis other than 'the person I built a ship to rival Fabio's with,' which really wasn't the best way to start a conversation, depending on the circumstances.
Heading to the vending machines, Idris bought a can of Coca-Cola and returned to where he'd left the determined stoner. She was still upon the floor, which didn't surprise him.
"Ready to move this outside? Figure a 12 oz. is enough to...sanctify this thing."