[ When he was going through the text for his bartending license, he read about the Commonwealth Cocktail. There was a colorful little sidebar advertising it as a ~*~Fun Fact~*~ when in reality the ingredient list was too long to fit on the page, so it told him to visit the textbook website for full disclosure in that classic unfun textbook way. Don't even bother putting URLs in physical books, you shitty old man textbook writers.
The urge to mock Bigby over his shitty fruity girly drink is strong, but Yato is!! on his best behavior!! remember!! So he slides the other patron's mug down the bar and treats Bigby to an ingratiating smile. ]
Anything for you, Mr. Wolf!
[ He sets a glass with ice in front of Bigby. But of course, the things he pulls up are anything but exotic Commonwealth ingredients. He cranks his showmanship up to 11 and pulls the components of Bigby's drinks up in a dance of bottles, juggling them up and around with the kind of painstakingly practiced flair you'd expect out of a much more upscale bar. One by one, he spins each bottle into a pour:
1 oz tequila 1 oz Jack Daniel's Tennessee whiskey 1 oz Wild Turkey bourbon whiskey 1 oz Goldschlager cinnamon schnapps 1 oz rum 1 oz blueberry schnapps
When he's done, he thuds each component bottle in a line for Bigby's perusal, just in case he couldn't see the labels in the middle of all the flashiness. If Bigby knows his drinks, he may also know the actual name of this one. ]
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The urge to mock Bigby over his shitty fruity girly drink is strong, but Yato is!! on his best behavior!! remember!! So he slides the other patron's mug down the bar and treats Bigby to an ingratiating smile. ]
Anything for you, Mr. Wolf!
[ He sets a glass with ice in front of Bigby. But of course, the things he pulls up are anything but exotic Commonwealth ingredients. He cranks his showmanship up to 11 and pulls the components of Bigby's drinks up in a dance of bottles, juggling them up and around with the kind of painstakingly practiced flair you'd expect out of a much more upscale bar. One by one, he spins each bottle into a pour:
1 oz tequila
1 oz Jack Daniel's Tennessee whiskey
1 oz Wild Turkey bourbon whiskey
1 oz Goldschlager cinnamon schnapps
1 oz rum
1 oz blueberry schnapps
When he's done, he thuds each component bottle in a line for Bigby's perusal, just in case he couldn't see the labels in the middle of all the flashiness. If Bigby knows his drinks, he may also know the actual name of this one. ]
Your Commonwealth cocktail, sir.