The names certainly ring at least a few bells; despite all the effort he's exerted to stay very much out of trouble until that anomaly occurred a second time or the Enterprise was able to replicate it, McCoy has still managed to pick up a few bits and pieces of the local political climate. Hearsay and rumors, for the most part, the kind of gossip that goes around the Inn when the drunks are leaning close to one another at the tables.

What he knows for sure, given his current understanding: he has a hell of a time remembering these names. "Aggression, eh. You think it might've had anything to do with that fiasco?"

There's a thank you in there somewhere, for the goblet.