[ What a little gentleman. Tezcatlipoca is also pretty interested in Bel, admittedly, but only because of his domain of magecraft. It feels obvious to him that the bird is a familiar, but he also knows that his expectations for that aren’t necessarily accurate. Plus. There’s just a little bit of instinct that makes him want to essentially bully poor Bel, what with being a jaguar god and all.

But that’s for later, once he’s nice and properly drunk (?). He also shakes his head when she says wine, since he wouldn’t go for it here either, but turning it back to him? He smiles mischievously. ]

Easy. Tequila.

[ He leans back to nod to the bartender, since that’s that, so far as he’s concerned, but he laughs as he sits back properly. ]

Real hard drink to fuck up, even if it’s cheap. The agave always gives it a flavor that’s like nothing else, so if you like warm and earthy, you’re gonna get it.