[ barry wouldn't know — all he's ever drunk is the stuff joe has, and that's usually corona and other nondescript beers that sort of taste the same. this fine-aged stuff anders is speaking of — he's never had the luxury of trying it. it's a little out of his realm of attainable. ]
[ he looks down at the glass as though he's never seen liquid sit inside of one before. it's almost as though he expects it to leap out and grab him — or to not look anything like the alcohol he's seen in coloured bottles or glasses he's had alcohol poured into before he couldn't quite enjoy it. ]
[ picking it up, he doesn't toss it back immediately. instead, he offers it to anders to toast. ]
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[ he looks down at the glass as though he's never seen liquid sit inside of one before. it's almost as though he expects it to leap out and grab him — or to not look anything like the alcohol he's seen in coloured bottles or glasses he's had alcohol poured into before he couldn't quite enjoy it. ]
[ picking it up, he doesn't toss it back immediately. instead, he offers it to anders to toast. ]
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