Sounds like the kinda place old men go to smoke cigars and complain about those damn millennials killing all the industries. [Somehow, he says it with a completely straight face, which makes the whole statement a little funnier, somehow.

Klaus is never the investigation guy, which is probably clear when he does something as simple as point out dates on the maps, but honestly-- he doesn't care. He knows he'll never be the one in the group to get them home or solve the mystery. Unless they found a ghost who would answer some questions around here at least. Beyond that, he's just along for this shitty ride.

He nods and lifts the bottle before taking a sip.] I don't see why not...