"Kind of fell into it," Jack said with a smile. It was a smile that even touched his eyes. Life had been very good for a long time now. He intended to enjoy it while it lasted.
He didn't raise his own glass at first, but instead nodded at the one in the doctor's hand. "You don't like that," he informed him, factual and perhaps the tiniest bit amused. "The texture is all right, but you think it's too bitter and the smell is distracting."
The waitress made another swing by their table, setting a glass that was basically a small bowl on a short stem in front of the Doctor. It was filled with a lightly carbonated and mildly alcoholic pale pink liquid. Clearly Jack had ordered it when he'd asked the girl to invite the Doctor to join him.
Still didn't account for the entire length of the exchange, though.
"You like this." Now Jack raised his glass in a toast, and his companion did the same.
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He didn't raise his own glass at first, but instead nodded at the one in the doctor's hand. "You don't like that," he informed him, factual and perhaps the tiniest bit amused. "The texture is all right, but you think it's too bitter and the smell is distracting."
The waitress made another swing by their table, setting a glass that was basically a small bowl on a short stem in front of the Doctor. It was filled with a lightly carbonated and mildly alcoholic pale pink liquid. Clearly Jack had ordered it when he'd asked the girl to invite the Doctor to join him.
Still didn't account for the entire length of the exchange, though.
"You like this." Now Jack raised his glass in a toast, and his companion did the same.