Day 2, Midnight First Floor
Wandering to the bar, Sanzo located a jug of sake and a dish to serve it in. He eyed the other bottles of alcohol but decided against them for now. Maybe once he found out more about this place he'd risk that level of intoxication, but not now.
He glanced over at the shadow thing before jerking a head at the alcohol. "Don't know what kind of poison he prefers. Any suggestions?" he drawled, reaching out to grab one of the crystal cut glasses. Sydney seemed the sort to prefer the finer alcohol, the whiskeys and scotches, but then, he also seemed contrary too.