[Sampo watches the bartender as he works, noting his technique, the steadiness of his hands as he pours the spirits. There's an art to making a good drink, and though it's a little early to really gauge Caelus' abilities-- one drink does not a master make-- he does seem to have a very firm grasp of the fundamentals. And he's confident enough to add in a little flair, just enough to make him interesting to watch without being flamboyant. Whoever taught him was clearly the classy type.]
[He garnishes the drink with an orange wedge and a cherry. Modern additions, but sometimes change is a good thing. Adds a little touch of sweetness that can go very nicely with the right kind of bourbon.]
Thanks, friend.
[Sampo picks up the drink, takes a sip. The bourbon is smooth, rich, and warm, balanced well with the aromatic bitters; leaves a trail of heat going all the way down to his stomach as he swallows. A very well-made old fashioned, definitely a strong start.]
Are you new in town? [A pretty young thing that's good with his hands-- it would be a shame not to pay him due attention.] I haven't seen you before, and I'd definitely remember a face like yours.
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[He garnishes the drink with an orange wedge and a cherry. Modern additions, but sometimes change is a good thing. Adds a little touch of sweetness that can go very nicely with the right kind of bourbon.]
Thanks, friend.
[Sampo picks up the drink, takes a sip. The bourbon is smooth, rich, and warm, balanced well with the aromatic bitters; leaves a trail of heat going all the way down to his stomach as he swallows. A very well-made old fashioned, definitely a strong start.]
Are you new in town? [A pretty young thing that's good with his hands-- it would be a shame not to pay him due attention.] I haven't seen you before, and I'd definitely remember a face like yours.