"Carried away? How does that even happen when you're just setting down a glass?" Mirajane gave an odd look at Cobra's remark but said nothing, simply pushing the glass nearer towards him.
"Actually, this one's for you...I've been experimenting lately with different types of poisons, so I think you'll really like this one."
He narrowed his single eye. "I haven't ordered anything."
Mirajane struck her signature barmaid pose, the glass tray clasped in both arms, both her eyes closed with a sickeningly sweet smile on her face as she replied. "Oh, don't worry, this one's on the house today."
While she said those words, Cobra finally began to clearly register her thoughts for the first time that day.
And that was also when the afternoon truly took a turn for worse.