"I think," he said, reaching to take her drink from her hand, and helping himself to a sip, "you know exactly what I mean." It was sweet, and even though he had none of his magic he could sense something...interesting about this drink. Not enough to tell what it was, but that this was not simply alcohol.

He offered the glass back to her with a flourish. "I couldn't make up my mind which to try. So thank you for helping me choose,..." He drew out the last silence, prompting her for a name.