Bob sounds thoughtful at that. He turns to reach up and pick out a few bottles- he really shouldn't try to take so many at once, they're falling over on the shelf. It's impressive how high the guy can stretch up there, but then he is pretty tall sometimes. He manages to bring down a couple of brandies and a hiskey bottle safely, though Han's gonna have to grab them to keep them steady on the bar.

Fancy bottles, old-looking labels. Bob's waving away- oops, taking away that wallet, though, waving it at Han as he gives him a friendly scolding. You're a guest, Han, you don't need to pay.