“Hah. Since when was I th’ all-decidin’ cork bottle ta yer drink?”
Deft fingers pour a dram of the dark-coloured drink into a plain glass before pushing it towards the British detective.
"Really, it was more my doctor, though I’ve always thought your advice worth listening to, even if I haven’t always followed it."
Hakuba’s words, though calm and casual, were betrayed by the too-eager reach for the glass, which he plucked up to hold at eye-level, admiring the color.
"Amber…it’s gorgeous, isn’t it~?”