The mention of drinks piqued his interest considerably. The mention of cheap drinks did so even more. He wasn't sure when he'd first developed a taste for alcohol, but the residents of the nearest village had been quick to catch on that it was his favorite. He would drink anything and had to consume massive amounts before being anything but slightly inebriated. Still, the mention of alcohol could get Erick to agree to many things he might not otherwise agree to, like going off with a strange woman, no matter how nice she might seem.
"I'd like that." His hands stilled on the guitar's strings for the first time and even the crashing of the waves seemed to quiet around them. He stowed the instrument carefully, not even bothering to collect his earnings, and stood, brushing away the sand from his pants. He realized an issue "I don't have any shoes with me."