[Ianchus takes a sip, and then lets out an emphatic moan, delicately touching his finger to his lips. A bit of an overwrought expression? Maybe, but Ianchus has never been one to downplay when he's enjoying himself, even when it's little pleasures, like a delightful vintage.]
Ah, Tyki, this is incredible. Wherever did you find it? [It's certainly not from the speakeasy.]
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Ah, Tyki, this is incredible. Wherever did you find it? [It's certainly not from the speakeasy.]