That's all right, he'll barely-smile on her behalf. Just briefly, and it's gone again in the blink of an eye, but hey, he thinks they're being kind of funny. He's already used up all of his blinding-rage rations for the day (is it even the same day?), so he may as well move on to the 'finding humor in inappropriate situations' camp for a while.

Chris' eyes travel from the bottle of her inferior alcohol to her satchel, which earns a curious lift of his brow, and then back to her face. "Going on a trip?"