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“The Fizzer:” Grunts Inngo, rousing you from your melancholy, “Glitter Ward or Gearton?” Lido answers with an exaggerated golf clap!

“My, my! Looks like you do know how to pour a drink around here!” His foxlike eyes jump back over to you. “Let’s see how your co-owner does, shall we?” The Spice Cartel Mook’s smile starts to look like a glare! “Go on, pal… dazzle us.”

Placing your thoroughly-polished glass on the counter, you spot Volka and Morook’s eyes in the crowd waiting for your signal… whatever it may be! Gathering some salt in your hand, you pause as you feel a chitin-clad claw prod your side with…

Some kind of ingredients? Guess Inngo’s down to assist with the drinks!

Reaching to grab a fresh glass, you feel a few things jostle around in your pockets: chief among them the BATH SALTS you got from the bathhouse… and that POISONED BLADE you pilfered from one of the assassins…

Weighing your options, you grimace as you feel Tzah-Tzie start to stir at your feet…
>Make the drinks! Keep it civil for now!
>Chuck salt at ‘em and get the element of surprise!
>Signal Morook and Volka to do something!
>Spike the drinks with something (what?)
>Delay! ‘Go get something from the back room’!
>Write-In!