Well... I guess blood is red-- I'm kidding. Seriously.

[Max ought to know by now that if he was being teased, he was in their club of friends who were family. The only thing that changed really was the realization it was more real than they had anticipated before]

The first time...? I need details.

[in all he didn't know much about Max's world other than the bare minimum. Bare minimum being different from his. In terms of before the apocalypse that is, with some fragmented and off the wall politics. Drinking from his beer, he leaned back on the couch, arms spread comfortably on the back]

Make 'em good, too. Embellish, exaggerate, you know the drill.