[ Ah, that explains it. Sam winces a little in sympathy, absently glancing around the bar and trying to see it through a lens of having never been to space. He imagines that it's got to be rough. ]

Sam. [ His attention returns to his unexpected companion. ] Sam Anders.

[ He's still not sure how to address the whole Cylon thing, so he ignores it and falls back on the life he'd thought he had. ]

I'm pretty familiar with it myself. Spent a lot of time in space recently. [ He takes the shot, then sets the glass down and signals for two more. ] If you need any pointers, I'd be happy to help.