Sorry, not really my type. I hope that wasn't the reason for the beer because I know I can be a heartbreaker sometimes.
[he smirked around the rim of the bottle. Five minutes and no mention about wooden skin. Obviously this man didn't believe in magic or fairy tales being real, otherwise he would have said something by now. This was good. He could be more himself and relax around Tony]
And so far no reason for intense loathing, but I'll make a note that it's possible to develop later and to try and avoid it. As for taking it okay - it's not really the first time I've been transported to another world. You tend to learn to just go with the flow and gather information until you can figure out the real story.