"Well, then there's one thing Tokyo and Midgar don't got in common," Reno mused, shaking his head. "No dragons? This place ain't never gonna feel homey, yo. And you got, like, trees, too. The hell."

The 'please fill my glass' mime wasn't working, so Reno gave up, finally just waving his arms about, gritting his teeth, and pointing into his empty glass. "Drink! Sake! El drinku in la glasso?"

Reno was lucky that Al Bhed was easy, anyhow.