So'm I, but technically I'm still seventeen until whatever month that corresponds with June passes.

[quirks an eyebrow like he totally doesn't buy that argument]

If you want one of the waiters to stop and give you a glass, you've gotta be charming. Smooth! Suave and confident. Chasing 'em around isn't gonna get you anywhere.

[even so, he's going to yelp Yata in his alcohol quest. WHAT A GOOD FRIEND HE IS]