Oh, wow, the look the guy gave him was classic! Mao had to press his lips together to keep from laughing. He could never keep a straight face, and he quickly went back to grinning like some tie dyed Cheshire cat. Even when Mao was standing still he seemed to be thrumming with energy, all those vibrant colors and toothy expressions flashing across his face. The boy was undaunted by the other's refusal, he only pouted again and attempted a look that was supposed to be puppy dog-ish and pleading, but failed woefully. Mao couldn't pull off sincere if his life depended on it.
"Aww, come on! Like, one sip. Just ooonnee...!" Or two. Or three. If that bottle made it into Mao's hands it was done for.
The boy paused suddenly, eyes widening as his crap memory actually worked for once. He gave a little jump as a feeling of 'Hey I know this guy!' came over him. Now if only it would evolve into something more than just a feeling and give him a name.
"Oh, oh! Aren't you like...like...uhh" Brows came together and he gestured vaguely in the air. " 'Vampire'! Something like that, right?" Mao had an inkling that wasn't quite right, but it was closer than he normally ever got. He just lucked out that the guy looked so much like a vampire, kind of gave him a big enough hint to go on.
"You're..." Wait. Shit. Forgot that guy's name too. " You're, you know.." He snapped his fingers as if he could conjure the name up. "That green guy's friend." Boyfriend, actually, maybe..."I swear I'm going to give him back that game I borrowed. Soon!" It just kept slipping his mind.
"So, anyway, since we know each other, you should share." Amazing logic there, Mao.