Ahn-Bo bit his lower lip to keep from laughing as his brother perused the menu. He hadn't anticipated themed drinks, though it made sense given the theme. In reality, there could be actual blood in whatever he'd just ordered, and he wouldn't have known. Once he'd seen the drink named for Jin-a, his decision had been made. Descriptions be damned. His brother suitably selected 'the werewolf.' Ahn-Bo choked on his laugh as the witch waved a hand toward the bar and levitated their drinks to the table. Then, she was off to serve the next table.

The vampire drink was rather obvious, red in color, and supposed to resemble blood. His heightened senses caught a whiff of cherry and rum; no trace of blood was present. If there had been, he may have tried to convince Jin-a to trade so the actual (half) vampire could enjoy it. The werewolf drink was less straightforward. Though he supposed no one would want to have a drink full of beast hair. It was yellow beneath the crystal chandeliers, though if he turned just so, it shifted to blue. Interesting.

"Jjan," He lifted his glass to clink against his brother's before taking a long sip. It tasted exactly as it had smelled. Cherry wouldn't have been his first choice, but it went down smoothly enough. He took another sip before turning to his brother, "Well? What does werewolf taste like?" If they had been alone, he would have said: 'Well, does it taste like me?' and it would have caused a furious flush in Jin-a's cheeks.