"A chat. To... what's the phrase, 'catch up'? I mean you no harm tonight." Pitch drawled, rolling his eyes and gesturing for a menu. "I figure I should at least buy you a drink, even if you have been of age for a while now. Besides, what better to talk over than some drinks?"

There's a silent 'son' at the end of that, paired with a raised brow and sip of his own drink.