"A Roman Holiday?  My but you have exotic tastes!" he replied with a grin.  "I can make it if all the ingredients are here.  I can't guarantee however that it will be bartender quality."  He started searching for the Campari and the Amaretto.  Wait a minute.  Not Amaretto but Amaro.  And what was the name of the rum?<br/><br/>"Damn", Colin muttered under his breath.  Was he trying a little too hard to impress?  Then he chuckled to himself.  Probably!  But it wasn't like he had anything better to do.<br/><br/>He glanced over at the girl at the table while gathering the ingredients together.  "If there's anything you need while I'm behind the bar, let me know," he called out.  He couldn't claim to be an expert on all drinks, but during 250 years, he'd learned a few.