[he looked up at her with a smile] are they? Well, my breed is a rare one.

[in fact he was reasonably sure he was the only of his kind, though he knew that wasn't what she meant. So musicians are hot and cooks are sought after? Well he must be doing pretty good, then. He chose not to being up the fact that he'd cooked it for two crews full of people and not just her, though]

Like best? Between those? [he looked at the two bottles, his nose wrinkling just a tiny bit. He'd only tasted one of those kinds of alcohol by itself once and it had been pretty nasty. He wasn't sure he could drink it without the flavor being masked by fruit juice]

Um, I have no idea... But alcohol without juice smells nasty. I can't imagine it'll taste any better than it smells.

[he wasn't outright refusing to try it, but he didn't want to get Faye's hopes up that he'd like it]