[Maybe he wanted to see that? It was cute and stupid and endearing, and he makes a note to buy a few more sodas, ones that aren't ancient.]
You didn't throw up or spit them out, so sure, kid, you did great.
[And this is the last drink he's getting for a fair bit, until Greed's sure he isn't about to get utterly wasted. Two shots of tequila and one shot of whiskey . . . mm, that's more than enough to make him babble.
Vaguely he wonders what kind of drunk he'll be. Happy drunk, probably, all bubbly and affectionate.]
Hey, [he says, knowing it's a stupid question as he says it, knowing he's being a damn fool and Roa is going to come in and Look at him but you know what, fuck you, Roa, who owns this bar oh yes it is him)] Wanna learn how to mix a drink?
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You didn't throw up or spit them out, so sure, kid, you did great.
[And this is the last drink he's getting for a fair bit, until Greed's sure he isn't about to get utterly wasted. Two shots of tequila and one shot of whiskey . . . mm, that's more than enough to make him babble.
Vaguely he wonders what kind of drunk he'll be. Happy drunk, probably, all bubbly and affectionate.]
Hey, [he says, knowing it's a stupid question as he says it, knowing he's being a damn fool and Roa is going to come in and Look at him but you know what, fuck you, Roa, who owns this bar oh yes it is him)] Wanna learn how to mix a drink?