[Once the shaker's closed up again, the Sin gives it a toss over his shoulder before catching it with his claws. Scrrtch.] Ehh, don't worry about it. It's just a rumor, after all. Who knows? Maybe someone was just talking bullshit.

[With that, he begins to mix the whole thing up and as the ice cracks and splinters behind steel, he hooks the glass with his finger, spinning it across the bar top as smooth as a skater.] I'm just glad you were able to come down here at all.

[He rips the topper off again, slides a strainer over the lip, and begins to pour.] Honestly, I'm surprised this is your first time. Figured I would've seen you here before. You're a pretty interesting guy, Maurice. You should get out more often. [The drink done, the former homunculus finishes it off with a garnish of basil and a single blackberry skewed with a small, plastic sword.]

What finally changed your mind? [He asks as he pushes the cocktail over.]