Jo reached for a bottle of JD and a DOF glass and poured a couple fingers' worth in, then slid it across to him. At his reaction to being in Lawrence, however, she studied him a moment, then reached out and doubled the amount of whiskey in the glass. "In that case...first one's on the house, 'cause you're gonna need it." She shot a glance over his shoulder to the rest of the patrons to make sure none of them were within hearing distance, then lowered her voice as she set the bottle on the back counter and leaned against it.
"You've been sucked through a seal - magically - into Lawrence, Kansas in the middle of an apocalypse. This isn't your world - and I doubt you'll find many people you know here, though there could be one or two who showed up the same way." She wasn't very good at breaking news gently. "And I know it's hard to believe, but..." She reached into a pocket and pulled out her cell, tossing it over to him. "Try any number you want."