While Brainy was busy snarking, Saralegui took a moment to look over the array of strange and admittedly brightly-colored drinks available. An uncertain look crossed his face only briefly before he swallowed that uncertainty down and snagged something purple. Never let it be said that he isn't open to trying new things.

"What kind of projects?" he asked, graciously ignoring all the sass that had accompanied that bit of information. He sat back with his drink, crossing his legs in a mirror of Brainiac's and peering at the green boy curiously.

(If there was one thing Saralegui was good at, it was people. And if there's anything that gets people talking, it's things they're personally invested in.)