Help yourself. What are they here for if not picking and eating?

[ After Alala gets back and downs the drink in one shot, Gent chuckles and pours a second one from his shaker, which he pushes gently toward Alala. Gent's own drink is a bit more red, no sparkles, and he drinks a fair amount of it to keep up. ] Not too fast, now. I wouldn't want to be responsible for any regrets.

BARiTONES? I almost wish I was. I still need to work for my drinks. But the clothing wouldn't suit me at all.