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[dean_o_dell]

It's time once again for the late middle aged college dean with the magically created body of a heavyweight champ to sling some booze. And again, his choice of specials is not very clever, but likely to be somewhat popular.

Today's Specials
All brands of single malt scotch

"Who wants a drink," he calls out.

Comments

[ostro_goth]

Aha! Teja had had such scotch before, and been promised a different sort for the next time he should approach this bartender.

So he does.-

[dean_o_dell]

"Good afternoon, Teja. Back for another lesson in the art of scotch?" He appreciates repeat customers, even if he suspects no one tips well here.

[ostro_goth]

"Indeed," Teja says. "I do like to sip some of that of an evening, by the fire here, or in my room. And I would try another."

[dean_o_dell]

"Let's see what we have." Cyrus studies the array of bottles behind the bar - more than he's ever seen and yet not too many that he can't find what he wants. (Magic is involved, no doubt.) "Ah...here's one that I haven't seen in a while. Aberfeldy. 18 years old." He carefully unscrews the bottle, noting that it comes from one of the diificult to find batches made after World War II.