Isamu wasn’t quite sure what to expect when he walked in the hotel room - aside from the telltale sign of alcohol. The fact that anyone could put this together once, not to mention set it up and break it down on a regular basis (as one would likely have to do while on a music festival tour) was a feat of engineering in and of itself.

“Impressive.” He nodded, eyes wide as he walked around it, studying the mechanics of it all. “Quite impressive, honestly.”

The surprised expression was still visible when he was handed a drink. He sniffed it first. It was definitely potent.

“What is this, exactly?” He asked curiously, holding off on tasting for moment. It would help to know precisely what to best compare it to.