At least Fai is well aware how Feliks likes his booze by now, and only gets exotic liquor if it is in fact hard booze, nothing weak enough to not be usable to remove paint, or sweet enough that it defeats the whole point, according to Feliks.

Well, apart from the time when he got him caramel vodka, just to see his horrified face.

"Well, if it's you saying it, I bet it is the very cutest top in all of Paris, and that everyone who knew it existed but didn't get it probably went home and, like, cried." Hello valgirl accent, his old friend, he's come to talk with you again. "And I know, right? Sometimes I make myself look younger just so that it'll be a bit more fun."