[center][h3]🍷🍺🎵📖[color=#A64575]Jason Blackwood[/color]📖🎵🍺🍷[/h3][/center] [hr] Jason grinned. He assumed this would probably be the outcome. He was prepared; willing and ready. He had accepted the glass onto his palm. With a single deft motion he rotated his wrist, releasing the glass and immediately gripping it with his fingers in an instant, slamming it back the next. He was sure to resume and hold eye contact with the devilishly grinning man before him. Jason's features remained entirely unaffected from the dose as it coated his tongue, throat, and esophagus. It was thick, acrid, and burned just right. [color=#A64575]"I get it,"[/color] he said a couple moments later, a grin slowly unfurling. [color=#A64575]"It's an acquired taste."[/color] He grabbed the other glass. [color=#A64575]"I'm more of a Jameson guy myself—Black Barrel, in particular. But it's good to slam back one of these every once in a while. Builds character. Puts hair on your chest. Etcetera."[/color] The barkeep then set the shot glasses in the sink and grabbed the bottled of the spirit the man had chosen. [color=#A64575]"How do you take it: neat or rock?"[/color] Jason then immediately poured the man his drink how he preferred. [color=#A64575]"I'm going to go check on those burgers,"[/color] he said. [color=#A64575]It shouldn't be long now.[/color] Jason then posted up near Gérard's window for a bit, watching the musicians while keeping watch on the bar in case he was needed. After another couple of minutes or so, a plate with four glorious morsels was set on the small shelf. [color=#A64575]"Thanks, G!"[/color] Jason said as he snatched it and headed back to the bar. He set the plate between the two men. [color=#A64575]“[i]Bon appétit, messieurs,[/i]”[/color] he added in his most passable French. [color=#A64575]“I give you: Parisian Sliders! Coarse ground 80/20 beef chuck, seared in butter—hot, for that crust; while keeping the inside nice and pink. Metly swiss, with bleu crumbles for a little bite. Onions are slow-sautéed in butter with a splash of balsamic. All stacked on a toasted brioche bun.”[/color] Jason watched them dig in. [color=#A64575]"There's a couple more plates just like it on the way. Feel free to let me know if you need more to drink. Enjoy!"[/color]