Fran was just off her shift at the gift shop and thinking of nothing more than walking around for a while after several hours sitting down. Unfortunately, she also new from experience that if she didn't get something to drink before she took her walk around the grounds, she'd be hating herself for it later.

She noticed the man sitting at the bar with a passing glance, but didn't take much more notice than that. Until she realized what he was holding.

"Takes a strong man to drink chocolate milk at a bar," she said, smiling with it.