[he'd definitely seen a wayward gardening cryptid out his window a few times and decided that was simply not his business.]
Strange. Either deliberate sabotage, or a very well covered accident. Either way, I can't say that is an incorrect response to the situation as described.
In hindsight, I am ashamed to admit the pressure took over. But it did settle things. For a few seconds. [It got worse.]
[But to answer his earlier question, Lycaon goes to grab his own glass, moving to sit down beside him on the couch where Rio had not already occupied.]
It's a drink made from spiced cranberry and blood orange juice, along with some cinnamon popping candy along the edge. And a piece of dry ice to cause the bubbling effect.
I was inspired by my friend Lorenzo. Lighter, as I call him.
There are worse ways to deal with an emergency than freezing it. As kneejerk reactions go, it's better than more fire. Or just about any other magical calamity.
[Viktor muffled a cough against his hand as he set the empty plate aside, before picking up the glass in quiet fascination.]
Fascinating. I hope all your efforts as a bartender received the praise they deserved, yes?
[Viktor has a point. Out of most of the elements, ice was one of the least harmful when added to an environment. Electricity and Fire were not so kind.
At the question, his ears twitch, a genuine smile returning to his lips.]
They were very well received, all things considered. Despite the disaster regarding the cake, I did have that to fall back on.
[Seeing Viktor's eyes alight with a sip of the drink makes his own glitter, dancing among the warm lighting of the room.]
I did. Here. [He reaches into the bag to pull out one of the laminated menus, a souvenir from the party. He holds it between two fingers before providing it to Viktor to review.]
The theme was Greek Gods, but inspiration came from some of my acquaintances who also have connections to those gods.
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Strange. Either deliberate sabotage, or a very well covered accident. Either way, I can't say that is an incorrect response to the situation as described.
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[But to answer his earlier question, Lycaon goes to grab his own glass, moving to sit down beside him on the couch where Rio had not already occupied.]
It's a drink made from spiced cranberry and blood orange juice, along with some cinnamon popping candy along the edge. And a piece of dry ice to cause the bubbling effect.
I was inspired by my friend Lorenzo. Lighter, as I call him.
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[Viktor muffled a cough against his hand as he set the empty plate aside, before picking up the glass in quiet fascination.]
Fascinating. I hope all your efforts as a bartender received the praise they deserved, yes?
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At the question, his ears twitch, a genuine smile returning to his lips.]
They were very well received, all things considered. Despite the disaster regarding the cake, I did have that to fall back on.
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[He took a drink, face lighting up just a little despite how tired he still looked.]
...And I can see why, this tastes amazing. Did you come up with it yourself?
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I did. Here. [He reaches into the bag to pull out one of the laminated menus, a souvenir from the party. He holds it between two fingers before providing it to Viktor to review.]
The theme was Greek Gods, but inspiration came from some of my acquaintances who also have connections to those gods.
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Incredibly clever, Lycaon. No wonder they went over so well, with such work put into them.
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Thank you. It was well worth the time I spent brainstorming it, and Sir Gilgamesh seemed quite impressed with them too.
[He takes a sip of his drink, leaning his head back as Viktor continues to browse. Oh right...the rest of the happenings at the event.]
After I froze the venue, something unexpected happened. It was as if the damage to my cake was...undone. It had returned to its normal state.