Dean nodded, both amused and impressed that Lestrange was able to pick up on that very subtle undertones that hinted at some of the fruits from the barrel. "You'll be an expert in no time." He raised his glass and drained the rest of the drink, pouring himself another couple of fingers, figuring there was no rush. He left the bottle open on the table if Lestrange wanted another round.

"Let me guess, you're more of a clear liquor kind of guy?" Nothing wrong with that, Dean enjoyed gin and vodka on occasion, and he really didn't care for Scotch, so his sweet spot was in whiskey. Rum could be either dark or clear though, though he liked the darker one better, more spice to it.