[Jack shrugs. There's a little disappointment, but more like a guy who can't share his favorite hobby, or finds out someone is allergic to a favorite food. Jack is an incurable hedonist, after all.]

Fair 'nough. You change your mind, or wanna 'speriment, though, I can, 'trip sitter.' I awready know how it works. An' you can't send what you're feeling back at me, yeh? So it's still easier than back home.

[Though, now he's curious.]

What's alcohol do for you?