Felix was busy eyeballing the technicolor contents of Georgie's glass, and wondering why she was sitting back down if they were planning on going downstairs, when he picked up on her question. Georgie obviously wasn't one to pay attention to the door labels, but that didn't surprise him.
He snorted a little to himself, shaking his head. "I don't really do offended. Too much fucking work. I'm Felix." He pointed to her drink. "And I don't know what the fuck is in that, but we're calling it Unicorn Piss."