"...Well damn, newbie can take a shot without coughing it back up all over the counter." He gives said counter a smack, pleased with this outcome. "All right, kid, welcome to the big leagues. You are officially a booze drinker and a bar patron."

Church can feel the cash flowing into his pocket. Just gotta keep it up now. "Perfect. Now from here, I could either rec you some of the basic mixes, or I can start rattling off fancy cocktail names and have you pick out which ones sound the funniest. Maybe give me some flavors you like and I'll whip something together?" Hey, he doesn't hate everyone that comes in. He's kind of genuinely amused by this outing. "Worst comes to worst, I start lining up a shot of everything, but I don't want to be responsible for you puking up in the alley."