"Yeah, it is." For a moment it looks like Peter is not going to say more. He doesn't want to bother Luther with the sad story of his life, they've just met and they're at a dinner. But it's not as if they've got anything better to talk about.

"Got kidnapped by aliens, it was as crazy as it sounds. So all this isn't a big change for me." He waves the hand holding his drink around but manages not to spill any of the liquid.

"It's okay, it's been a long time." The empathic sorry earns Luther a soft look. "The 80s had the best music, I'm telling you. Nothing around the galaxy can compare." Peter finishes his drink and looks thoughtful for a second. "You said your last name is Hargreeves? I've met someone else here called that."