[@HHShetland] "D're-keh-b'visk! D're-keh-b'visk! ...Hyp'n-ka'prun at maag, yat?"

As the strange little creature hollered at him Geoff turned to see what the problem was. [color=39b54a]"Can I help you, Sir?"[/color] he asked as politely as he could, but the creature didn't seem to be listening. Instead Geoff watched as Tongzka carefully crafted his little sign in the bartop before smiling with comprehesion.

[color=39b54a]"Ahh.. I have just the thing..."[/color] Reaching over to a cabinet set beside the bar the half-troll pulled out a mug which seemed hauntingly similar to the one the little alien had just drawn. Setting it carefully down in front of Tongzka Geoff turned towards the rack of bottles stacked up behind him, snatching half a dozen seemingly at random before lining them up beside the mug.

With great care and precision Geoff measured out several quantities of each concoction, adding them one by one to the mug, which soon began to sizzle and fizz as the chemicals reacted with one another, turning the drink, or at least Tongzka hoped it was a drink, first green, then blue and finally bright fluorescent pink. With the last bottle Geoff reached down beneath the counter and pulled out a teardropper. Carefully extracting a single drop of the strangely viscous semi-liquid he held the teardropper out at arms length and added the final ingredient.

A silence fell over the room, as if all noise had suddenly been sucked away, only to return a second later in cacophonous wave which threatened to deafen anyone too close. The glowing pink mixture in the mug leapt into the air, scattering in all directions before freezing and reversing its motion falling back into the mug leaving only a ripple in the deep black liquid's surface as a small wisp of steam rose from it calmly.

[color=39b54a]"One black coffee, hold the sugar..."[/color] Geoff said sliding the mug over the table to his alien guest. [color=39b54a]"That'll be two coppers."[/color]