Message 20418 of 20656 in Recipe Exchange

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The description is very vague (since I didn't think it would ever need to 
exist). Here's the brief exchange between my heroine (Quinn) and her sister 
after ordering the drinks:


The drinks were a completely unnatural smoky blue color. Quinn turned the 
glass in a circle.
	“Wasn’t it George Carlin who made jokes about there not being any blue foods?”
	“Yeah, and I’d bet he’d chug this down. Come on. Cheers.” Indy held up her 
tall slim glass. 
	Quinn picked up hers and clinked. She took a tentative sip. Sweet. Smooth. 
When it slid down her throat she felt the slight burn of alcohol. The drink 
had kick. It was good. She took a full drink. Still smooth. Hardly any 
aftertaste.


Thanks

Shannyn