Ian and Johnny
With a grin, Johnny just climbed to his feet and darted off to bother his sister for a couple of drinks. For him and his new friend, he declared, and quickly made his way back. Half expecting that Ian would be gone from his spot and pleased to see that he hadn't.
A beer in each hand, he sat down again, shoulder to shoulder without considering that that casual and uninvited nearness was what had started the whole misunderstanding, and offered both.
"I don't drink," he explained. That wasn't strictly true. He did, just not much; his powers gave him a complicated relationship with alcohol. "...Are you even old enough?" He looked on the young side. Not that that would change Johnny's mind. He didn't drink much but had no problem encouraging underage people to do it.