[ oh, a handshake? nice. eiden squeezes with a sheepish grin. ] Yeah, it's a little dangerous, but I don't think anything here's going to kill us considering why we're here supposedly... But we're not talking about that.

[ he waves a hand.

because he already has a feeling that's going to get this guy back on track to worrying holes in the lobby. ]

Anyways... observe. I've got samples of the mojito, hot buttered rum, sangria, and both varieties of the Firecracker—Red and blue. We can either share one or, if you want, you can have the full one. I just think it'd be safer if we each had half.