Zach frowned at Desiree’s muttering. “Hey,” He frowned. “I’m educated now. I wouldn’t drink myself into oblivion but… well. A drink every now and then wouldn’t be bad.”
Kalysto flinched when he was whacked upside the head. He rubbed it, cringing. When the clevage came into view though, he stopped his complaining and smiled. “Yes dear,” He chuckled. “Some apple-cider would be lovely. As long as they come with a side of…” He looked around at the others. “Well… I can’t really…” A nervous laugh escaped him.