a drink.

He pours some amber liquid into the glass and you sniff at it. Smells like varnish to you, but what the heck. You take a sip and it's awful! You shiver a little but manage to finish it. Soon as you're done, he pours you another. Not wanting to look sissy, you down it a little quicker. Soon as it's done, another one is poured.

After a few more, you're having a hard time sitting up straight. With a hot face, you lean over the bar, covering up with your arms. It didn't taste bad anymore, but wow, whatever he was pouring was seriously affecting you.