"I'll do you a Caipirinha," Much decided, going for a rummage to make sure he could find the cachaça back here. Lars had told him one of the old regulars had a miserable old Romãozinho who refused to drink anything else, but he'd moved on some months ago and there hadn't been much call for cachaça based cocktails from the other regulars since then. "It's made from sugercane juice, really sweet - last time I made these Will was dancing on the tables. Have you seen that man dance? He's got excellent rhythm."