Oh, yeah. I hear your real name's John Connor and you're here to stop Skynet from ever forming.

[ Logan might be a little more pleased than he should be that he gets that reference now, but whatever joy he might feel is hidden as he presses the rim of pop to his lips once more.

When he's done, he hefts himself up on the counter. Cable's taken the stool, so Logan sits beside him, albeit facing the opposite direction. ]

Nice seeing you again, though. [ Another gulp of pop. ] The annoyance aneurysms haven't taken you yet.