Kitty rolls his eyes in response to Fiyero’s eye roll, brushing his fingers over the side of his glass to collect condensation that he then flicks at the prince.

“Here I am, just worrying about your safety and you roll your eyes. You’re a menace, you know that?”

Finishing off his drink, Kitty flags down a passing server and requests another round.

“Well, we have plenty of room. We can look at getting you some more clothes as well. Try and figure out the ID thing. And you’ll be in a safe environment, while you figure this world out.

“The younger kids may still be baffled by you’re lack of knowledge of this place but Gen Alpha are wild.”