Castor ❡ Pollux (thedioscuri) wrote in forgotten_gods, |
Offering her a smirk, Castor finally tore his gaze from hers in order to scan the menu on the wall. It wasn't very extensive, and he was sure the laminated menu had more options, but he wasn't about to spend ten minutes figuring out which wine to try. He was sure Syrinx didn't want that, either.
"I'm not too picky... Would something sweet be alright?" Next to her, he propped an elbow up onto the bartop with a soft laugh. "I'm terrible at this; I'm not sure which is best." He liked his wine strong and potent -- sweet happened, but not all the time.