"It's getting better," Owen said with an amused snort as he glanced over at the other man. Not someone that he recognized, but Owen wasn't sure whether that was good or not. Not that there were many people here that he would recognize, it was nice not to have to worry about having to keep up appearances to someone. Not that Owen ever kept up appearances anyway. And his mind was starting to run in circles.
"Or maybe that's just because my mind is edging towards delightfully foggy," Owen said as he took another sip of the glass that he was nursing before setting it down on the counter, turning to the other man and extending a hand to him. "Owen Harper. Been here far longer than I care to think about, and I'm getting quite sick of it."