[Yoko Taro voice: It's robots. I ain't gotta explain shit.
Hotel Falsity might be a pretty classy joint, but they know how to have fun. In a world that revolves around kinky sex, they understand that sometimes the best way to grease the wheels is a lot of social lubricant. By which I mean alcohol. Saturn asked for the largest glass they had, and boy did they deliver.]
It's a margarita. It's a type of alcoholic drink made with orange liquer, lime juice, and tequila, which is distilled from the blue agave plant.]
[Saturn may radiate the biggest "dumb bitch" aura of any mutant this side of the solar system, but she does occasionally know A Thing. She looks sidelong at 6O, a sly smile crossing her face.]
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[Yoko Taro voice: It's robots. I ain't gotta explain shit.
Hotel Falsity might be a pretty classy joint, but they know how to have fun. In a world that revolves around kinky sex, they understand that sometimes the best way to grease the wheels is a lot of social lubricant. By which I mean alcohol. Saturn asked for the largest glass they had, and boy did they deliver.]
It's a margarita. It's a type of alcoholic drink made with orange liquer, lime juice, and tequila, which is distilled from the blue agave plant.]
[Saturn may radiate the biggest "dumb bitch" aura of any mutant this side of the solar system, but she does occasionally know A Thing. She looks sidelong at 6O, a sly smile crossing her face.]
You wanna try some?