"Groovy, you know? Like..." He wiggled a little in his seat, to the beat of the music. "Like, when you... I don't know. Groove."

Very helpful, Sparkle.

"But... I mean, that sounds like a multiverse thing to me, you know? We've got people from so many different realities, times, galaxies, different universes, and I haven't met a single one I can't just sit down and talk to, bullshit with over drinks, that sort of thing. Got a life goal of drinking in seedy bars anywhere I can, though."

Which, knowing his luck, would turn into a life goal of being shot at in seedy bars everywhere, too.