[He'll make his way over, taking one of the smaller sleeves of matches from the storage room out of his pocket before he does so, setting it on the countertop before pulling down a few things - blue curacao, white sambuca, green chartreuse - and locating a pair of glasses, one of them a standard rocks glass, the other a large brandy snifter. He begins pouring the alcohol into that last one as he talks.
Trust him, he's going somewhere with this; either way, mixing the drink seems to be settling him a little.]
So what do you guys have? Just standard booze, none of the fancy stuff?
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Trust him, he's going somewhere with this; either way, mixing the drink seems to be settling him a little.]
So what do you guys have? Just standard booze, none of the fancy stuff?