Not much that I say is ever done so lightly, mate. [ John looks over at Nico and gives him a nod of a welcome. He twirls the bottle around in his hand before just dropping it flat out. That makes him wonder if some Warden controlled robot is going to come and yell at him for breaking some sort of property.
Ah well. Fight the law and all that. ]
Grape juice. It's really not the same as actual whiskey. [ He raises an eyebrow. ] Now, I don't claim to be an expert in most matters, Nico, but I'd say you don't normally glow. You some sort of Christmas tree now?