Listen, buddy, I don't even know if I'm going to like the flavor. [Nevertheless, he plucked up his drink and (after a few attempts at figuring out how the straw worked), took a rather impressive gulp.

He regretted it approximately 5 seconds later, when the rum began to burn from the tip of his tongue to the base of his throat. He swallowed quickly, hoping that the ghost wouldn't pick up on his display.]

Uh -- [He muffled a cough as best as he could.]

Converse away? Unless you want me to start, in which case... where I am?