"Bloody hell, what's with all these secrets lately?" He hated them with a passion. If you did something, then you should be able to tell and if you were ashamed of it, then you shouldn't be doing it in the first place.
James shrugged. "Yeah, whatever the fuck, right? I've done the angry bit, and now I'm just going to pretend that they don't exist for a few days, however, feel free to spread the news. It'll cut down on my job."
He walked to the table with all the bottles. "Here we go," he said, pulling out the right bottle. "You can find everything here."