"Ahh... got me there. I'm comfy, and I'm really getting the hang of this 'not wearing clothes for extended periods' thing." Even in his days in the Garden, he had his sacred raiment.

"And you know what? This place will probably charge an arm and a leg for something to drink anyway! Time for a little contraband~"

Let's see here... he turned a little and traced a circle in the water with a finger. Pale gold light formed a vaporous disk before it popped into a blooming lily pad. Atop were a pair of glasses.

"Welcome to Le Bar du Diable! What's your pleasure, Stardust? A cool tea? A little squeezy of something sweet or tangy? A little fizzy...?"