((OOC: I'm assuming Alicia is not pureblood then?))
He poured another shot as he listened to Spinnet, one for her and one for himself. He really wasn't much for shots and the strong smell wafting over to him from the bottle turned his stomach slightly. But he wasn't about to be taken as soft.
Adrian shrugged. "Suit yourself. Sometimes you mudbloods are a bit more fun to play with." He gave her a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "They scream so beautifully."
He didn't honestly mean the witch any harm but sometimes frightening someone was more fun than this sort of banter. He wasn't as sick and twisted as Rodolphus, who was all about torture and pain; Adrian preferred mind games.