Sure. Bar's gone, but I stashed whiskey some in my room.

[Well, the bar might be back by now, but Boone hasn't been on the ship since the glass disappeared. He only knows that his hands are back to normal. He gets to his feet, sways a little, and rubs his head. And then he just kind of watches Saitama bounce on the bed, looking perplexed.]

You're gonna hit your head doing that.