Justin Finch-Fletchley (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} basilisk_srvivr) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandorarpg, |
"It's okay," Justin replied, finding a table where he could set his box. "But whatever went on in private on my journal, I think it shook him up a bit. I sat with him, we chatted, I tried to get him to talk but he wouldn't, of course." He shrugged. "It's Zacharias. All we can do is say we've tried."
He began pulling out wine bottles and setting them on the table. "Okay, so these two," he said, pointing to a pair that had labels in the shape of treble clefs, "actually taste like music. It changes ever time I try it - I think it matches your mood or something. And these," he pulled out a pair that had labels shaped like butterflies, "make you breathe out bubbles shaped like butterflies, and they actually flutter away from you. These," another two bottles were pulled from the box, "didn't turn out magical, but they taste like pumpkin. And the rest are a bunch of merlots from our cellar."