There's a lot to look at, Corbin can't blame Lucas for being a bit curious so long as he doesn't get nosy. Or wander off later when Corbin is less able to keep an eye on him. Not that he plans to get fucked up, not with Max being a complete professed newbie.

He nods at Lucas's question. "I been here once or twice. It's comfy, got that nice ambiance." A lot of the time he was just fine smoking in his room. Or the Observatory. Or the roof. Or any number of places. But sometimes he liked coming here instead.

He doesn't get himself any alcohol, he recognizes that he's going to have to at least moderately babysit Max, so he doesn't want to get completely fucked up. This was his idea after all. He just gets mellowlark and tells the fae taking their order that it's all one check.

It doesn't take long before they have their orders, and while Corbin is perfectly capable of it, he's fine with letting someone else fill the pipe. He takes one of the hoses and hands the other one to Max. "You ever smoked anything? Just like tobacco, cigarettes, cigars... a pipe?" Max doesn't look like he'd have smoked a pipe before, if he smoked at all Corbin would have pegged him for a cigarette kind of guy.