[Sanji's eyes widen eagerly at the sheer size and display of their drinks. The smell of this place is questionable, but maybe the drinks will be better. He raises the glass, samples a sip, and finds the flavor to be unexpectedly balanced with the slight kick of citrus. Not bad. Of course, it's strong, too.
He looks up at Josuke and smirks past the rim of his glass at the shift in the latter's expression. Surprised? They're not even snacking on the side.]
It doesn't have to be a direct exchange. Tell me whatever you want.
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He looks up at Josuke and smirks past the rim of his glass at the shift in the latter's expression. Surprised? They're not even snacking on the side.]
It doesn't have to be a direct exchange. Tell me whatever you want.