He shrugs, because it's a convenient way to answer things when he's awkward, very hard to put your foot in your mouth that way... but after a sip of his coke, he decides to actually use his words.

"Well, uh, not much to me. I'm in my second year in the veterinary program. This is pretty much my first real time in a city other than like, heading into Town to go to the Walmart sometimes. I'm from Kansas originally, as small as towns get really, and my family have a farm that I help with during the summer."

And otherwise, but the guy doesn't need to know about that.

"Um... how'd you... know about the-" he glances over at the barstool, "that? I don't really tell people about that." He's thinking of his studies when he adds- "Is there something about how I smell or something?"

He doesn't think he looks weird.