Well. He frowned at the bottle it made go all broken. "I just work, here, you know, the guy that owns the place is gonna be all not happy if you waste his product I know because he's not a happy guy normally."
He leaned over the bar, personal like. "He's a criminal, you know. Or he used to be."
Next, to take the ring and start to spin it on the bar. Once, twice, then with a flick and a twist it was a perfect gold orb, band spinning so fast it hummed. "There we go. Catch it if you can."
Raidou smiled.
He loved illusions. So much.
He flipped the actual ring from his perch on the bar and let the shadow clone set up the trick before fussing with the straps of his peg leg.