[Good thing since he's in the process of doing a Matrix-style backwards bend as soon as Taako's hands come his way. HE'S TIRED. THIS WEEK HAS LEFT HIM SO DRAINED. But it's fine, the crisis is diverted, and he's left giving Taako a Look™ instead.]

What, do you think I just carry drinks around on my person at all times?

[He says, before reaching into his merlin robes to pull out a bottle of raspberry-flavored vodka with the top fourth already missing... After setting it down on the counter, he moseys off to grab a couple of glasses and share two (hefty) pours. No mixers, apparently?? He picks up one, holding it out for a toast.]

Truth, hm? Let's see, let's see... Ah! If you hadn't decided to pursue cooking, what would you have done instead?