While the idea of a drink didn't sound half bad to the Irish lad it probably wasn't the best idea. "Maybe just water for now," Conlan answered as the girls sat on the couch. "We'll bust out the hard stuff later after we're all laughing about this." Sentient moved to the kitchenette (or the 'wee kitchen' as Ronan preferred) in the back of the workshop to get Zap a glass of water. "D'ye want somethin' Eva? Diet Coke?" So long as they kept Zap's mind occupied, all the better.
He filled three glasses with ice and filled the first with water, the second with Kool-Aid and the third was left empty of Eva's decision. He cast a glance back at the women. Eva was being a trooper. He could tell she was more rattled than she was letting on. "So... I bet Scott was waiting in the jet."