It's best he not ask if it's drugs - the response to that question will not be one he likes.

This time she can't help the laugh. "Short pants, which got truncated to 'shorts' sometime after the phrase came into being. That makes sense." She nods toward the only open table, the one right next to the large front window, as an invitation to sit down with her. "Why would you choose to wear something like that today, though? It's the middle of Winter." Yes, she totally missed the joke in there.