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Music says: Music prefers a Shirley temple. Music can not drink alcoholic drinks or Music will get drunk and maybe do accidental assault & battery.

Elliott Paroll:Head of Personnel
”Wine, Doesn’t matter if the bartender is annoyed it’s WINE and I will GET some wine.”

"Milkshakes, of course! Who doesn't love a good bubble gum flavored milkshake!?"
-Pollyanna Crow

While I would love a Bigfoot more than anything, I have been trying to
actually take my mother's advice lately, and make sure I consume enough
acids to keep my systems stable and healthy. I do plan to live forever after all!
So, a Blue Hawaiian would be lovely if you have the stuff to make it. If not,
one can never go wrong with a classic Screwdriver.
Actually, make that two screwdrivers. Please and thank you very muchly!

Bites-the-Air

"Gossh theress a couple of drinkss. When I firsst sstarted working at NT, I loved getting mysself ssome Lemonade. Ssometimes having it added to ice cream is nice. I do enjoy more fruit forward drinkss mysself. If it hass booze in it, I would LOVE an electric sshark."

Amos slams their palms into the bar counter, twitching slightly as they stare the bartender in the eye. They are very clearly on something."I want co-ognac and budget in-nsul-ls. Something good. None o-of that-" They sniffle and wipe away a coming nosebleed. "...of that wea-ak 30u shit, I want a shaker of half-f insuls, half cognac- NO. YOU KNOW W-WHAT? 30u insuls, 25u c-cognac, 15u multiver, and 30u ephe-edrine. An Amos-s Vieux, b-baby." They slide you a bottle of ephedrine, and it falls off the counter, smashing on the floor. They begin to cry.

Surichichimo would clack his beak softly, murmuring out the same drink he always gets without exception, "A Sui Dream, please," something that gives away all you need to know about him, a sickly sweet and fruity drink. For an old man who still has that young spark to him.

Relilikav hums in thought at the question.

"I suppose coffee or tea, really," he replies, "I don't like how alcohol tastes, so as long as I can't taste it, I'm fine. Not that I drink it often, science requires a clear mind to preform well."

"I...also find it very hard to stop, once I start drinking alcohol," he admits, obviously slightly embarrassed.

Mathias Santamaria snaps his fingers.
TRIPLE CITRUS!!! I love that stuff.
Now, of course, if I've worked very hard I like to think I deserve a bit of alcohol. When it comes to that some Long Haul does the job quite well.
Mathias Santamaria giggles, already sipping on a Triple Citrus.
I've been getting experimental with my drinks, too. If I need a pick-me-up I'll have a Rewriter. Death in the Afternoon is a great reverse pick-me-up (put-me-down?) if I need to forget quickly.

Skektekiteketekiti has no hesitation in its mind as it gently scrapes its mechanical right hand over the bar, enjoying the slight resistance of the fake wood under its metal talons.

"J-Jungle b-bird for Teki, please." It rasps out in a voice like butter spread over gravel. The way it stares at you after seems intent on discouraging any idea of making some sort of pun about Voxkind and the name of the drink.