Taking to hanging back from the rest of the arrivals he recognized as being on the boat with him, King was sort of absently standing there, his attention off to the side and away from the woman when she spoke up. Ever since his run in with the dude in red, he'd been keeping his eyes open for the freakishly weird.

"Huh?" King muttered, eyes dragging back to the woman. "Oh, yeah. Thanks."

King steps up, giving the person behind the table a friendly smile. "Can I get an Between the Sheets, please?" He receives a dead pan look from the person. Crickets seem to be chirping somewhere. "No? Okay, how about a Harvey Wallbanger?" Silence.

He looks back at Sansa, dropping his gaze into her glass. "What is that?"