Well. [He shakes the bottle of liqueur with a smirk.] This is used typically to ease summer illnesses. It has a pleasant enough sweetness, so when combined with a bit of syrup, gin, and a bit of citrus juice...
[He'll only force one more drink on Livio. He's a big man, but he doesn't seem to have any experience with alcohol. And Luca doubts he'd be able to carry the guy home himself.
Anyway, he tracks down a carafe of orange colored juice. It's poured into a glass just before Luca turns his back to grab a corked bottle.]
Cover your ears. [It's the only warning Livio gets before he removes the cap. A rather large pop follows, along with an excessive amount of fizz siphoning out.]
[luca may be right. luca IS right. and what livio doesn't know is going to catch up to him in about 20 minutes.
he very much does not cover his ears, which... they both probably regret, considering he jumps and yelps at the pop. actually, livio himself just laughs after the fact.]
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maybe he eyes the cocktail for a moment before trying it, as well. after a moment, his brows raise.]
Oh. This one's nice, actually. What's that other stuff you put in it?
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[He motions to the drink.]
There you have it.
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I don't... know if that's how it should taste but. [Shaking his head.] Would you like something else to try?
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Sure!
[still happily sipping on this, in the meantime.]
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Anyway, he tracks down a carafe of orange colored juice. It's poured into a glass just before Luca turns his back to grab a corked bottle.]
Cover your ears. [It's the only warning Livio gets before he removes the cap. A rather large pop follows, along with an excessive amount of fizz siphoning out.]
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he very much does not cover his ears, which... they both probably regret, considering he jumps and yelps at the pop. actually, livio himself just laughs after the fact.]
Shit -- aha, y'sure did warn me though!
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Nothing bothers you, hmm?
[He pours the champagne into the long-stemmed glass with juice, then stirs it together.]
For later.
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[did luca say "for later?" he's already reaching to sippy that one. it's pretty.]
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[He gives a shrug. He's not complaining that Livio is shopping around for his tastes. Whatever keeps him pleased.]