Beta Morgan took a sip. The potent aroma of alcohol flooded his mouth. "It's real liquor!"
Alvin Morgan looked at the bartender before him, only to hear the man say emotionlessly, "We're out of alcohol..."
The others looked at Alvin Morgan sympathetically, and Dees even patted his shoulder.
Alvin Morgan watched him for a moment before a smirk played on his lips. "Then I'll have a pot of tea."
Darius Lynch scoffed, "This is a bar. Where would they... Wait, they actually have it?"
To everyone's astonishment, the bartender miraculously produced a canister of tea leaves from under the counter and proceeded to mix a colorful fruit tea for Alvin Morgan right in a cocktail shaker.
Alvin Morgan took a sip of the fruit tea, then rested his chin on his hand. "A little too sweet."
To his surprise, the bartender simply mixed another one and set it before him.
Alvin Morgan tried it again, smiling. "Still too sweet."
