Probably never, [ He says after a moment of pondering. ] More used to people getting me drinks.

[ Which probably is no surprise whatsoever. Either way, Jim doesn't care whether it's one way or the other, really, and he takes that question as the guy letting him know he wants a drink, so. Drink it is. If that's the only thing it takes for him to have a bit of company, if only to distract him, then it's not too high a price to pay.

He waves a hand at the bartender, then gestures to his new company. ] Whatever he wants. Same for me.

[ He doesn't even care what it is. He just downs his glass and waits for the next one, feeling pleasantly numb. ]

So what brings you around here? Not to pry or anything, but you didn't look like you were having that much fun.