[ Okay, he's listening- not pointing out that he can figure out how calendars are made, because Yata's trying to sound smart and knowledgeable. Still, he's listening. Yet it goes even further about thinking that the stars decide on how you are as a person, and now deciding on which sounds most like him, and... ]

... This sounds really stupid.

[ He's going to grab one of the final leftover slices of pizza and more of that ale. ]

It just sounds like a reason to go through and say I'm like whatever sign is the one that has the worst people in it, or use more terms from this kind of world that I don't get. I'll stick with not having a birthday.

[ Now he just needs... ]

Where'd my glasses end up?