Mikhail watched, stunned as the young man stirred his drink, and all the drinks around him, or even the ice in an empty glass to rattle in circles.
He gritted his teeth. Fantastic. A drunk water elemental most likely. Who seemed to enjoy bothering other drinks.
"Knock it off," he ordered the younger man. Really, couldn't people control themselves these days. The bartender interrupted, asking if he wanted another drink.
"No." The reply was short and brooked no argument. A tone that spoke asking again would go badly for the bartender.