With a cheshire cat grin exposing his pearly whites, and any sense of joy vacant from his eyes, Zane approaches Robbie Bourbon with a glass in his hand, filled with two fingers of some unidentified liquid. He cringes slightly at the sight of Bourbon and Blue engaged in, well, whatever they were doing before clearing his throat.

"Mister Bourbon! What a-- ahem, joy it is to see you here. I just wanted to offer you this drink, as a showing of good faith."

He eyes Robbie carefully, never betraying his hollow, painted on smile.