"Lelouch, I can drink to that." He tosses a bottle of the nectar to Lelouch. "Drink it slow. Dr.'s orders." HoD then turned to mcgroober: "Whatever works, I guess."
"Dr. Pepper is my soft drink of choice. I'm not a big fan of cola, though, unless it's cherry. Especially when made with actual maraschino cherry sauce. Root beer's good, too," HoD explained to mcgroober. "And, yes, this is the perfect way to pass all time. Not just between barfights."
"Indeed." HoD slips behind the bar. "Hey! They have maraschino cherries back here! SCORE!" he yells, his voice muffles through the oaken countertop. He resurfaces with the bottle of cherries in one hand, and grabs the fountain nozzle with the other. "Can I get you gents anything? Shirley Temple? Cherry cola? Suicide drink?"
HoD pours the Dr. Pepper and the Ginger Ale into glasses, and splashes the drinks with the cherry sauce. Two for the Shirley Temple, plus a cherry. He then serves the drinks, and pours a Shirley for himself. "I forget, do Shirley Temples have something else besides ginger ale and cherry sauce? Like whipped cream or something? It's been years since I've made one."
"Hmm...I wonder..." HoD ponders as he goes to check the fridge. He returns moments later. "Nope, no cream. And I don't see an option for Sprite or sparkling water on the nozzle, either, so....guess it's just Cherry Ginger Ale."
"Aw, that saddens me. Here's another Shirley before you leave. And thanks for the compliment." HoD pours a cherry cola for himself, and pours Lelouch another Cherry Pepper.
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