He hadn't paid attention to her during the mixing process, opting to add some notes in a small notebook he carried with him until a glass containing the princess-pink drink was slid towards him. He looks up in time for her to give him the name of it, finally breaking his hardened shell.

"Thanks." There's a true and genuine smile as he accepts it. Granted it looked like thinned out Pepto-Bismol, but he was man enough to drink it regardless. ;)

The taste was surprisingly pleasant after he takes his first sip. OK, this was actually pretty good. "You're good at this. Even with finding names for it."