[ Makoto reemerges victorious... a few times actually since he only has so many hands. ]
Okay. Coffee shots it is.
[ After one last moment of sizing his selection up, turning them to face him, he seems to make up his mind with a nod. Sweetest first. Shaking the liqueurs and cream with ice, he looks over the rest of the lineup like he's still deciding what should be next. Makoto may not give it the most flair, but he's gotten used to eying the pour; the movements from bottle to shaker, and finally to glass becoming more practiced, efficient.
A lighter brown liquid is poured into two small shot glasses. Makoto takes a sip of his before nodding and sliding the other to Jack. It's too sweet to be his favorite, but this isn't about Makoto's tastes. That said, Makoto can still taste the amaretto and coffee liqueurs enough, but not too much, against the creamy base that he's happy with his attempt at a Toasted Almond. ]
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Okay. Coffee shots it is.
[ After one last moment of sizing his selection up, turning them to face him, he seems to make up his mind with a nod. Sweetest first. Shaking the liqueurs and cream with ice, he looks over the rest of the lineup like he's still deciding what should be next. Makoto may not give it the most flair, but he's gotten used to eying the pour; the movements from bottle to shaker, and finally to glass becoming more practiced, efficient.
A lighter brown liquid is poured into two small shot glasses. Makoto takes a sip of his before nodding and sliding the other to Jack. It's too sweet to be his favorite, but this isn't about Makoto's tastes. That said, Makoto can still taste the amaretto and coffee liqueurs enough, but not too much, against the creamy base that he's happy with his attempt at a Toasted Almond. ]
Tell me what you think.
[REQUEST COUNTERED: ONE AT A TIME, BARFLY]