"Can I report this place for outrageous pricing?"
"No, because I'm a shareholder."
"..."
Gallagher sighed and picked up the small stemmed glass. He stared at its kaleidoscope of colors, looking a little surprised.
"Are you sure you made this drink the way I asked?"
"Of course."
"Then I'll try it."
Gallagher raised the glass and took a small sip.
"Hmm... Hmm, hmm, hmm."
He slowly lowered the glass, his expression shifting.
He drew a deep breath, looked around, then set the glass on the table.
He leaped up, spun once in midair, then landed on one hand and swung his legs around in another circle.
"Hmm... Hmm, hmm, hmm."
Shaking his head, he sprang back to his feet and rolled his neck.
"Wait... What are you doing?" March 7th stared at him in baffled fascination.
"Are you mutating?"
"No. I'm just too excited."
Gallagher took a deep breath.
"I never thought anyone could make a drink this good, especially in a small stemmed glass."
"Apart from the tiny serving, there's not much wrong with it."
"???" Yan Huan nearly ripped off his apron and smacked Gallagher with a brick.
"You said yourself it was a small stemmed glass! With ice in it, too! How much drink did you expect?"
"How is that my fault?" Gallagher spread his hands.
"What did I suggest? Didn't I tell you from the start to use a large glass?"
"At my skill level, I could make a specialty drink in a bottle cap!"
"Then show me."
"Fine, fine."
"..." March 7th looked helplessly at the two idiots.
"If you make it in a bottle cap, there'll barely be enough for one sip. Are you bartenders or just arguing for the sake of it?"
As Gallagher and Yan Huan bickered, footsteps sounded at the bar's