Vander pours all three of you a glass of booze as you approach the bar, leaning against it.

"Tonight, a hare-brained scheme these two bozos cooked up to turn a dank crack in the earth into a thriving, healthy community." You pause with a grin to raise your glass.

"Became a reality." You clink your glass against Vander's.

"Tonight, eh?" He jokes. "You hear that, Bozo two? We made it; we're done."

Silco finally glances up from his reading. "Oh, you're sadly mistaken." He smiles. "I'm Bozo one."

"To a night of revelations." Vander raises his glass, before downing half of it.

You look down at the still full glass in your hand before speaking. "I'm knocked up."

Both of them glance over at you. After a moment, Vander takes the booze away from you and replaces it with a soft drink.