"Can't say I've heard Mollymauk before either," Qrow snorts, but for all he knows that's the most common name on the planet, wherever Molly's from. "Seems to suit you, though."

Qrow can certainly think of nothing more fitting for a violet-hued, Grimm-eyed person with horns and a tail. Every single one he meets henceforth will be a Mollymauk, for sure.

"I'll keep an eye out, but let's find that bar first. We could take the train to those beach shops," he suggests, immediately tapping away at the comm device on his arm, the standard issue they'd all been provided. Qrow had taken naturally to the technology, it was so similar to the Scrolls they used on Remnant.

But then he gives a resigned sigh, apparently having found bad news. "...oooorrr we could just wander around until we find something, I guess. App says that line is temporarily down."