[ This makes him remember something about his own past, and his eyes flicker towards the bar for a moment. Once the memory is shoved back down, he looks back at Steinbeck with a measured grin. ]

You know, people have been saying that they recognize certain foods on this ship. Certain dishes that would only exist where they're from. Fascinating, isn't it?

[ Vanitas pulls up a chair when they approach the bar, and props up an elbow onto the bar counter. ]

I bet they'd have some of that wine you're talking about.