"Yes, sir," Alan agreed, trying to find some sort of perkiness in him but deciding to drink the water instead. One thing at a time. He'd lost some weight, he noted, because his jeans seemed to be hanging lower on his hips and making his cuffs drag slightly on the ground over his sneakers.
"You game pie might be a good idea later," he said, putting the empty glass down. "I might need fattening up."