flawlessacting:

-Arriving at the Red Velvet, Juniper puts it in park and steps out, a valet taking the car keys from him- “Here it is.” -It’s a fancy building with low lighting and beautiful decor with sections separated for the cigar smokers and the bar strictly for drinking. He leads Jack inside and walks up to the bar to order a scotch before turning to Jack- “What’ll you have?”

Standing a short ways back from the bar, Jack fidgeted nervously for a moment. As he’d told the other man, he didn’t drink as a habit, but he didn’t want Juniper to think he was a wimp by ordering something non-alcoholic. But what to order? He hated the taste of beer and scotch. Wine was okay – they’d served it at many of the galas when he was in New York – but he knew bars weren’t known for their fine vintages.

“Uh … a mojito?” He’d tried those, and they were usually okay. He just hoped a cocktail wouldn’t seem too girly.