As long as she's not aiming to deceive him with much more than a name, Obi-Wan doesn't appear to mind the dodging he senses from her. Especially not when he's had a few drinks.

"It's some type of ale," he says with a shrug. After a point he'd just taken what was given to him. Something stronger was intermingled in there as well, but he'd begun to slow down a little in anticipation of heading back to his bunk.

Kenobi hitches a thumb behind him. "I could order you one." And another for himself as he considers changing his mind and staying a while longer.