He swapped drinks with the man against his better judgment, if only to prevent alcohol poisoning in the other. At least, that was a convenient excuse for wanting to drown his own worries in something dreadfully sweet. "You're right. A bit easier on the corneias, though." Chris nodded and took a trepidatious sip of the bright drink, sighing at the immediate sugar-rush he receieved from it not a second later. "That is splendid. Even if I am more than certainly positive it contains at least twice my daily sugar alotment."

You only live once, supposedly. Unless, of course, you were an otherworldly tribute like his friend Kevin here. "Are you here alone?" he asked, before another short sip, trying to drain as much of the glass as he could before the inevitable trade-back.