Please hold. Jono needed a moment to kind of stare, and then do the mouthless, lungless equivalent of cracking up, which mostly just involved bunching up at the shoulders and looking especially amused in utter silence for a moment.

//It- That's- well. It's a very... I have no bloody clue,// he finally managed. //Though I suspect a good many shots are given names that have something to do with sex.//

Call it a hunch from a man who generally didn't order anything more fancy than an import lager.