Perhaps the baijiu is hitting Shang Qinghua harder than he thought. It's just too easy for words to appear in his brain and immediately tumble from his mouth, which explains why he immediately reaches for the sake warmer while enthusing, "Electricity! I've missed it so much!"

He's forced to drop handsome Claudius' arm while he familiarizes himself with what's behind the bar, but he quickly fills it and plugs it in (plugs! outlets!!). He sets two ceramic cups down on the bar, and then leans over it like he's tending it, resting his elbows on the bar and his face in his hands. Claudius, why is that so familiar, Shang Qinghua would surely remember if he'd seen him before—wait! "Are you Prince Claudius of Denmark?"