It's not filled with vinegar, sheesh! We don't drink vinegar here. That'd be weird.

[ But he's smiling, clearly pretty pleased with this outcome all the same. The bartender has probably been listening and judging, but who cares, right? At least Rhys gets another drink, and Jack gets the satisfaction of having given it. ]

Also, just to point it out, y'all are gross too, just y'know, about different things. We get rotgut, you guys make out with your cousins. Which, just sayin', I know which one I'd pick between the two.