The Asgardian liquor was strong - very strong - and Zemo already knew the tiny portion in his glass would be more than enough to get him inebriated. Pacing himself was going to be harder than he previously predicted, though, because it was also delicious. But he was here for the company, not the booze, so he'd try his best not to drink it too fast.
"You're engaged to a human?" Zemo could only assume he was human, at least. He couldn't imagine there were too many Asgardians named 'Stephen'. There was an unspoken how is that going to work? written all over his expression. Then again, it did seem like nothing really mattered at the Crown Plaza. From the sound of things, one could do.. pretty much whatever they wanted here and it would not impact things in the 'real world'.
Zemo reached out a hand and leaned in a little. He hadn't even noticed the engagement ring until now. "May I see?"