Uh, sure they do? It's your fucking birthday. Not much else to really celebrate around here aside from people graduating from what I can tell. Just because time is weird here doesn't mean you're not experiencing the passage of time mentally. Take a win or some fun where you can get it.

[He had been expecting the question after asking it himself, since he knows how he looks, but at least he's a fucking adult.] Twenty-four, thanks. And if you have any further questions, I have my drivers license in my wallet to prove it.

[He walks further into the room and points to the fridge.] You want anything to drink by the way? I've been rationing the soda, but I figure you deserve one seeing as you're like, twelve.