.... yeah, that's true. I guess you're right.

[ Easily swayed, Rokurou turns his attention back on the rows of cans and bottles. Ever the optimist, his hopes are that a few of these will be good. If they try them all, they'll manage to suss out the diamonds from the trash.

It's with that logic that he goes for another one toting itself as some kind of twisted tea. Without any hesitation, he pops open the tab and takes a generous swig. The flavor earns another face-scrunch, but it isn't actually that bad. ]

Too sweet, but otherwise ... it's not the worst. Try this one.

[ He passes the bottle over to his newfound companion before taking another swig of the whiteclaw. It's already open, so may as well. The fact that he's a total lightweight hasn't even crossed his mind with so many flavors and mouthfeels going on. Try, try, try! More, more, more! Free, free, free! They barely even taste like they have alcohol in them.

After trying four more in quick succession, he's starting to look a bit flushed. ]

Dunno why, but I think they're startin' to taste better, hehe...