"Would you like something to drink?"
"Green Bee, Amber Light... or North District specialty Siren Rum?"
Colmar rose to her feet, went behind the bar, pulled out several bottles of varying sizes along with a clean glass, and pushed them in front of Zhu Si. Then she raised a bottle filled with blue liquid in her hand.
"Personally, I recommend Siren Rum. It doesn't go down very well, but it has a rich flavor. It's perfect for customers looking to get drunk late at night... Of course, if you prefer something more refined, we can also provide an '87 Amber Light. Its price is proportional to its refinement, though, so it'll be a little higher."
As she spoke, she raised another bottle.
Then, when her fingers touched the third bottle, she suddenly froze. Tilting her head, she looked suspiciously at Zhu Si. "Wait... if I remember correctly, your current condition is rather unusual... Can you drink?"
"No."
Zhu Si finally spoke, saying her first words since entering. "Juice is fine. I like juice... Orange juice would be even better, if you have any."
"I like juice too."
Colmar's gaze immediately softened as she looked at the witch before her, as though she had once again seen that chubby Big Rat crawling out of the mirror and awkwardly apologizing to her.
She snapped her fingers, and a bottle of freshly squeezed orange juice and a large glass came clattering down the smooth bar counter.
The orange juice seemed to have been heated. Under the bright light of the magic candles, faint mist rose from it, carrying an enticing fragrance.
Zhu Si's nostrils twitched. She raised her brows in surprise, took the glass and sipped it, then finally confirmed, "This is juice mixed with Cannabis Grass extract... and prepared with sweet flag