ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} arcane) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} paxletalelogs, |
A wise decision, to skip the feetloaf. James poured himself another beverage, green again - she could probably smell the alcohol in the red concoction but he thought it fit to warn her anyway. "It's spiked," he nodded toward the bowl of petrol resembling punch. "Not sure with what though. But for something not laden with booze, the green stuff isn't bad."
In addition to that he stocked up on candy, just a couple of pieces, and also some of the hot dog things - hot dogs were something of a mystery to this Irish boy. "Argentina, hm - why there? Hablas Español?"
His Spanish accent was actually decent, considering he'd grown up speaking the language - Dublin was a multicultural sort of city, and he missed it quite a bit sometimes.