[@Alisdragon911] [@Pineappletumble]

Hardwick placed a couple of dollars on the bar. [color=0072bc]'Sorry, all I have is US dollars. I'm not sure if that's legal tender in... Well, wherever we are.'[/color] He told Ayeka apologetically.

He looked down at the drink before him. Ayeka's mixing technique was rather different to the tenders in the speakeasies he frequented, but whiskey was still whiskey. He raised his glass and drank deep.

[color=0072bc]'Woah...'[/color] He exclaimed. Much to his surprise, it was the best whiskey sour he'd ever tasted. [i]Damn. That's good stuff. Maybe those whackjobs actually did nab me, and this is heaven.[/i]

[color=0072bc]'I gotta ask Ayeka... What's in this? It's like nothing I've ever had before.'[/color] He said, the amazement clear in his voice.

He glanced back at the fairy man again, and leaned in close to her. [color=0072bc]'And, uh, what's his deal?'[/color] He added in a whisper, although his gesturing in the fairy man's direction, while not particularly impolite, was considerably less subtle.