[ It's too bad that Misa had never been to Canada. He would've loved to show her around if... Canada still existed.
Still, he preens nonetheless at his victory. Admittedly, he can't speak too much to the taste of the wine, senses too focused on the sensation that came with it. Leave it to alien wines to taste positively magical; it's all too possible that they might encounter other flavours that they can't even begin to describe, but that's where the challenge is. ]
I wouldn't pick wine if you want something tasty. [ He points out, excitement growing with every bit of alcohol that he consumes. ] But this is alien...
[ Two more glasses are set before them, a smooth gradient of dark red to deep purple. ]
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Still, he preens nonetheless at his victory. Admittedly, he can't speak too much to the taste of the wine, senses too focused on the sensation that came with it. Leave it to alien wines to taste positively magical; it's all too possible that they might encounter other flavours that they can't even begin to describe, but that's where the challenge is. ]
I wouldn't pick wine if you want something tasty. [ He points out, excitement growing with every bit of alcohol that he consumes. ] But this is alien...
[ Two more glasses are set before them, a smooth gradient of dark red to deep purple. ]