[That was about all he could say for it. It was pink and apparently involved alcohol.]
How do you suppose that works?
[The bartender could probably explain, but that would mean someone would have to ask him. Motochika was the sort who would stare at a problem for days on end, trying many strange and varied ways of solving it, before asking someone who might actually know the answer. If he asked at all. Sometimes it suited his ego better to just accept whatever strange conclusion best answered the question for him.]
no subject
[That was about all he could say for it. It was pink and apparently involved alcohol.]
How do you suppose that works?
[The bartender could probably explain, but that would mean someone would have to ask him. Motochika was the sort who would stare at a problem for days on end, trying many strange and varied ways of solving it, before asking someone who might actually know the answer. If he asked at all. Sometimes it suited his ego better to just accept whatever strange conclusion best answered the question for him.]