[Taako grins at both the hand on his knee and the response, then waves a hand in the air to cast two spells. First, he puts an illusory bottle of flavored vodka over the top of the bottle sitting on the shelf behind the bartender, then a faint blue hand picks up the real bottle and quickly but carefully brings it over to their table, deftly avoiding anyone who steps in it's path.
There's empty shot glasses on the table from their last few rounds, and with a snap of his fingers they're all clean, ready to be used.
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There's empty shot glasses on the table from their last few rounds, and with a snap of his fingers they're all clean, ready to be used.
He might be showing off a little.]