"Mm, mmhm," Allan hummed in agreement as she talked about being tempted to extend it but also starting to miss work. "Yeah, I... weird enough to say, but I kind of love it, I... if you kinda told me three years ago I'd be doing what I do now, I dunno, I would've laughed? Cried? Both? But then if you told, you know, me... what, 11 years ago..? 10 and a half..? I would've been absolutely thrilled. And um, very proud." He let that sink in for a minute, taking a deep breath before slowly tilting himself back up on the chair to grab his drink and take a sip.
"Couldn't imagine this place without the company, but I'm glad it was good for you, I..." he trailed off as he took another sip because you know, it was fucking good shit. Was it a bit stereotypical for him to like piña coladas so much? Maybe. Did he fucking love the shit out of them? Hell yes. "You know, I actually - does Ferenginar have beaches? You would think, with all the water..? I grew up on a beach, obviously, um - well, I guess not on it, there was just like, always ocean within like, 20 miles of me no matter where I went on the island, even deep in the rainforest, so.." he shrugged, "definitely a lot of beach." Setting the drink back down, he looked down at the waves that hit the now almost-pitch black shore - it was a super cool sight every time, really, before looking back at his friend with a soft smile. "I'm glad it was a good first impression, honestly, it... it only gets better from there, in my experience, in... in all respects, really."