"It's a good hat, yeah. 'Salright. Maybe. Ask next time. 'Stead of grabbin' at." You're a grown-ass man Jack, you're able to use your words, even if they're slurred and drunken.

Well, the people on Mars aren't unfriendly so much as uptight and kind of exasperating, and also prefer not to be called people. But the humans there are pretty all right. Most of 'em. The point is, there's no generalizing these sorts of things.

"Planet, not a star. And no. I'm...... from Earth. Just livin' on Mars currently."

He's generally content to leave it at that, but he can tell from Jack's look that it probably doesn't help explain much. "They ain't got space travel where you're from?" Wait. "I guess... when you're from, more like... probably..."