He smirked. 'Yes, stronger. You might as well be drinking warm pumpkin juice,' he said with a laugh. 'White wine it is,' he said taking the glasses and returning to the bar.
They were clearly busy, so he waited, smirking when he saw Miles pouring someone a pint. 'Hey there, do I get service too, or is a part of knowing the owner to go behind the bar and helping myself?' he teased.