"Yeah, okay." It's a perfectly reasonable request, and Sam's been on his feet for at least an hour which, right now, feels like an hour too long. He enters, looking more or less like he's just wandered in while in a daze - which is, in essence, exactly what's happened.

"Never heard of it." He sounds quite amiable about the fact, but that train of thought promptly gets diverted as he surveys the gloomy interior. "This kinda sucks," he announces flatly, and looks at green girl to confirm. "The whole 1960's decor is just really not my thing. You know?"