For a few moments, Orsino thought Penny was serious about the orange juice.
"No. Thanks. I don't really like - " he began, then stopped suddenly when he caught the crate out of the corner of his eyes and felt rather stupid. She'd been joking, of course. Though he expected she had orange juice regardless. "Er. What do you have?"
He left the crate where it was - they didn't exactly need it right this instant - and walked further into the room, towards the kitchen. The flat actually reminded him a bit of his own, and it was obviously a younger set inhabited it. Sight of the kitchen reminded Orsino of how he hadn't had a proper dinner, and though he wasn't truly hungry even now, a drink sounded very good. Maybe she'd offer some food.