He continued to follow the kid as he invaded the kitchen, leaning back against the counter to watch, "You can make god mead? I know you have some powers, but god mead? Really?"

Steve thought about that for a minute, "How hard is it for you to work? To make stuff I mean. Couldn't hurt to give it a try, right?" He pushed off the counter and came up behind the guy, resting his chin on Kavinsky's shoulder, "What are you doing? Is there something specific you need?"