"Call me Green," the Earthbones answered. He looked critically at his empty glass, as if he did not understand how it had become empty. "You are a new face. Welcome. You here to party as well?" Given it was a social occasion, Green tried to be pleasant. He smiled at the Beast kith - meaning his mouth stretched into another chasm-like grimace.
From the way the mountain abruptly turned his attention on one of the bar staff, his idea of 'party' simply ran into the consumption of alcohol and little else. Still, he appear to be a more... happy... mountain when a new, foaming, glass was passed into his great hands.
Still... beaming(?) Green saluted the little gathering with his beer before downing it, almost in one long gulp. At least the horrible approximation of a smile was gone.