The glasses rise in a toast, and the golden liquid with an iridescent sheen slides down their throats. The taste is exotic, with a sweet and spicy mix that warms gently and seems to spread through the body, inviting relaxation. Unlike anything they've experienced before, the effect is immediate, and as the heat rises, a smile forms on everyone's faces.
Raphael leaned against the drinks stand, his eyes shining with satisfaction, watching Dante and Velryna settle down and take their first sip. "See? It's not so bad, is it?" she commented with a tone of satisfaction.
"Not bad," Dante replied, taking a second sip with a curious smile. "I'd say it tastes... nice." Dante never drank many drinks, so anything was new!
Velryna, now more relaxed, allowed herself a light laugh. "I thought angels were more... discreet about their drinks. That's surprising." She looked at Raphael. "You have good taste, despite your origins."