"That bad, hm?" the banker replied, thinking it over. It must be nigh undrinkable then.
"Well, in that case, would you like to try my own brew? I was just about to sit down for a cup and it would be nice to have company."
Plus, Pantalone's wouldn't poison Gepard...
Pantalone
Gepard nodded slowly.
"It was terrible, and I've tasted some terrible drinks in my years."
"... Like mud?" he suggested, trying to get a bead on it without having to taste it himself.
Pantalone was from Snezhnaya, a freezing place like Belobog, so he was used to strong drinks.
Although, maybe not Miss Himeko's.
❄️Gepard Landau🐆
Pantalone
"You have not tried the coffee that is made by Miss Himeko..." He grimaced weakly.
❄️Gepard Landau🐆
"Oh? Two bitter for you or to strong?" Pantalone asks from the side, curious by the look of utter terror on the man's face.
Someone so big and strong being so frightened was... interesting.
Pantalone
Lifts ear at the mention of coffee.
As soon as he hears it's Himeko's coffee, a look of sheer dread crosses his features.
"Oh not that stuff..."
