Given the spread laid out before them, Daniel was hard pressed to see the flaws in her logic. Other than one glaring one, of course. "I dunno," he said. "The whole... can't leave, can't call home, can't watch internet porn stuff is pretty shitty. But if we have to be trapped this is a pretty sweet way to be." He downed the last of his bourbon and reached for the bottle again. This time, his pour was far more generous. "You were the first one to welcome me to Hell. And I do appreciate it. Here's to the 'fuck mornings' people." He clinked his glass to hers in toast.
He gestured around the room, beginning at the karaoke machine still blaring out its song. "So other than that... which I certainly hope will be getting use later, what's down here worth seeing?"