Gellert made certain to study the drinks that Ginny pointed out as she named them, confident that he had matched the names to the drinks, and found himself quite eager to try making a couple of drinks just to see how easy it came to him. Part of him wanted to bristle, to say that he did not need a cheat sheet but he forced that reaction down and smiled with a hint of gratefulness in his gaze. "I would appreciate the cheat sheet, thank you. Even if it is only for tonight," he replied.
The brief discussion about the shot glass enticed an amused grin onto his lips and he glanced at the drinks again. "Practice makes perfect and all that, I imagine," he remarked, his mind already memorising the drinks on the bar and how they looked while he tested himself on what they contained silently. He slipped up once or twice and that irritated him, but he would learn quickly. It was a gift of his.
He raised his eyebrows when she mentioned drunks. "You get those in a village of upstanding citizens?" he asked, and there was no need to disguise the hint of sarcasm in his voice. He shrugged though and grinned again. "I cannot see it being an issue to keep drunks under control, somehow. At least not for me."