The bartender brings over a hefty platter of calamari with a side of tomato paste. Food this good isn't common on the military base, and it's a wonder that they were able to get this at all. Alongside the platter of calamari comes another round of Aesthian mead. As the waitress puts the food and drinks down on the table, she takes a glance at Ralph.
: New guy, huh? I got something that you'll enjoy.
I ask the bartender for the night's special.
She walks back behind the aire-libre bar and takes out a fragile-looking bottle of wine. On top of the bottle is a funky looking cap, presumably to keep the wine at it's best quality under storage. As she brings the wine out, the eyes of the most experienced drunkards glitter and light up in anticipation.
: Viertan rose wine. Aged for at least 20 years- we really don't know, I found this in a cellar with the label torn off. All I know is that it tastes like paradise.
She takes out 4 wine glasses and places them on the table, one for each person. Wine is poured out, and she re-attaches the cap and places it back behind the counter.
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