Dante was watching as Lyle's face changed. The more he hought the more amused Dante became. He was so funny when he was drunk. He would definitely remember this later.<br/><br/>"Well I personally love hard cider no matter what kind. Pour me a nice tall glass."<br/><br/>He held out his glass as he watched the golden colored liquid rise. Once it was full he took a sip, took a moment to taste it, then chugged it.<br/><br/>"That is too damn good. I like it even more than the plum wine. This one has my vote."<br/><br/>Despite how much had had drunk, Dante still seemed perfectly fine. He really did have a good constitution, though he was starting to get a much stronger buzz.