The first drink poured is downed before he's pouring out two more and carrying them back over towards the bed so he can sit down, one glass handed out to Ben.

"I believe you, darlin'. You got no reason to lie to me about this, far as I can tell. I just.. I don't quite understand how it's possible is all. Let's-- let's just start this simple. If Benjamin isn't your name, what is, and what do you want me to call you?"