Brian Kinney (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} b_kinney) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality, |
He knew how to read people, but an answer to a drink was often very telling and he knew that he'd like this woman. "The doctor has ordered plenty, but the Director likes to keep us sober and fit, unfortunately. Terrible if you ask me," Brian answered with a wink.
"I'll have to disappoint you, most of our stuff is premade to last the day. Well that's really because I'm too lazy to serve them fresh and no one else would ever bother, but if you don't like it, I'll see if we can't find something else." He went to the table and filled a cup with margarita and then made two fresh Malibu bay breeze, because he knew that the margarita was too watered own for anyone who was a real drinker, but it was the only way that the rest of this outfit would drink.
Brian returned and handed her one cup. "We're also not big on crystal." He put down the other cup. "I got you that in case the margarita isn't... refreshing enough."