Maybe interviews. Though I probably shouldn't be anyone's first choice for public speaking, but... you know. Just in case.

[ He does have a propensity for fucking up when put on the spot, after all.

But a model... That makes sense, as does back then. There really isn't any going back; it's all in the past, as far he's concerned. Still, no reason why she shouldn't be able to remake that career here.

He almost laughs at how easy hers seems, her lack of remorse, but he had said he wanted to drink, so drink he's gonna, before giving her any elaboration. And. It is good; he has to remind himself to stop so he'll have plenty left for future rounds. ]

Lots of soy and tofu up there. Almost everything's a substitute of some sort or grown in a vat. Everything down here? Probably the best food I've ever had in my life.

[ And there is a fine appreciation for it on his end, one he isn't taking for granted. Though now he's gotta think up a new one... Now that she's got him thinking of going up the gravity well, actually. There was always the half-assed version of that... ]

Never have I ever flown in an airplane.