He's very impressed

Misty hands the bottle from her ass to Miles with a **** smile before shifting down to her knees at his feet.

"I'll never get tired of watching that. Good girl Misty." Miles gives her a slap across the face as a sign of praise.

You take a break from drinking your nuka cola, almost half finishing it in one go. Miles looks at you and notices the disturbed look on your face but chooses to ignore it.

"How do you like your drink Bunny?"

You smile before replying, "It's very good thanks sir. Is there some **** mixed in here though?"

"Sure is, along with a concoction of other ****."

"Other ****? What other ****?" You reply alarmedly.

Miles doesn't reply, but instead looks to Misty for answers.

"Day tripper and psycho sir."

You have no idea what either of those are but you're fearful of the effect they may have on you nonetheless.

"Go on, finish your drink. That's, probably the last nuka cola you'll ever have, so enjoy it."

You gulp with fear of what exactly this may mean. Nonetheless, given your current situation you decide to do as you're told and continue drinking your nuka cola until the bottle is completely empty. Almost immediately you can start to feel the effects of the **** and ****. Your mind is starting to get a little woozy and you're beginning to feel disoriented.