[ with a little smile: ] I wouldn't ask you to drink anything I wouldn't drink myself, promise.
[ the only danger here is stupidity. lu bixing has his own thoughts as to what this could be, but he keeps his hypothesis to himself for now, instead adding in mephisto's notes. ]
Hmmm. Well, at least it's good. Small mercies. This place really likes lemon flavors...
he make a startled noise when this happens, and like - sticks his hand out to make sure it doesn't fall into a drink or something out of sheer instinct. ]
I - huh. Well... it should only last for an hour to three hours, if the rest are consistent...? Here, let me - I think I've got a hairband here somewhere.
[ let him go dig around in his bag for a minute... ]
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[ so that kind of makes sense. ] I wonder if that's a pattern we'll start seeing next week, or a random occurance?
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[ it's just so his aesthetic... ]
I'll have to remember to check back at all the old places next week.
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Mmm, definitely! Hey, if you want to help me test things out next week, too, I definitely wouldn't complain.
[ i guess like as long as we're both alive. you know how it be. ] Maybe they're trying to keep things interesting.
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For us or for them, I wonder?
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Both? [ a little dryly. ] Probably both.
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[ anyway... looking back to the drink lineup. ]
Well, maybe I'll pass on that one for now so I have an excuse to go back to that bar later. So...
[ he will grab..........
the green one, actually, because sour gummy worms rule. ]
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[ mr amusement park master. but! with a grin, he nods, popping open his notes document and tapping open an empty page. ]
Okay. The green one is just called "Stop", apparently? Short and sweet.
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[ ...eats a gummy worm first.
and then takes a sip. ]
...Tastes like a standard hard lemonade, honestly. Not that exciting, but pretty good.
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[ the only danger here is stupidity. lu bixing has his own thoughts as to what this could be, but he keeps his hypothesis to himself for now, instead adding in mephisto's notes. ]
Hmmm. Well, at least it's good. Small mercies. This place really likes lemon flavors...
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[ suddenly, poof, his ahoge is like, three feet tall, and just kind of. bends over. ]
...hm.
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he make a startled noise when this happens, and like - sticks his hand out to make sure it doesn't fall into a drink or something out of sheer instinct. ]
Wha - what?
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[ tries to stand it back up???
fails ]
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I - huh. Well... it should only last for an hour to three hours, if the rest are consistent...? Here, let me - I think I've got a hairband here somewhere.
[ let him go dig around in his bag for a minute... ]