Keys takes the wine and takes a sip, relieved it's not terrible. He'd stood in front of the shelf in the grocery store for what felt like hours, just looking at labels.

"Yeah, I mean. I've got a couple of degrees from MIT..." It occurs to him that that probably doesn't mean anything to her and he flushes - way to sound like a total asshole, Keys. "That's a pretty good school, and I know what I'm doing, so I think I could be good with undergrads, and there doesn't seem to be a game studio in town, so..." He shrugs. "I just love it, you know? I miss coding. I haven't...done that for a while, so."