"In that case, let me get you a drink," Strange says, with a little nod. Preferably an alcoholic one. This place is nice and he can picture all the conversation he'll have with Shura...but it would be best with alcohol.

And so, he gestures for Shura to follow him as Strange starts to leave the dance floor and heads towards a side table, stocked full of bottles, glasses, and all sorts of materials perfect for getting sloshed.