[ Marty affords the mug another glance, then very carefully puts it down. ]
Hey, bartender? [ The woman behind the counter doesn't hear him, preoccupied with cleaning the mug already in her hand. So Marty tries again: ] Hey, lady!
[ This gets him a look and an abruptly huffed out "What?". Marty points to his mug. ] Is this stuff magic?
[ And all he gets for that effort is barked out laughter which, while embarrassing, also doesn't answer his question.
Frowning, Marty decides to offer the other man his drink. ] ...you should taste it to make sure.
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Hey, bartender? [ The woman behind the counter doesn't hear him, preoccupied with cleaning the mug already in her hand. So Marty tries again: ] Hey, lady!
[ This gets him a look and an abruptly huffed out "What?". Marty points to his mug. ] Is this stuff magic?
[ And all he gets for that effort is barked out laughter which, while embarrassing, also doesn't answer his question.
Frowning, Marty decides to offer the other man his drink. ] ...you should taste it to make sure.