The man raised a brow at Lee and smirked. If you'd give him horns and a pitchfork, you'd think you striken up a deal with the devil himself. Shaking his head slowly, "Careful there kiddo." and grins. Turning toward the bartender, "Give him somethin with a little flare."<br/><br/>The bartender blinked and glanced over at Lee. "But he's hu-"<br/><br/>"Just give it to him." Vincent ordered. Patting Lee's shoulder, "Its time you seen a little.... magic."<br/><br/>The bartender snagged a few bottles. One was a neon blue, another was an amber with some large root in it. Pouring it into the mixer, the canister was shaken up with professional hands and poured out into a glass. Topping it off with another neon colored drink - green this time - only a few droplets was settled in and then.... a match. Striking the countertop, the flame was settled over the liquid to create beautiful, emerald flames.<br/><br/>Sliding it toward Lee, "Careful." he said and turned to treat the witch. A double shot of bailey's on the rocks? Can't be that hard and indeed, it wasn't that hard. That woman got her bailey's and man, did it taste awesome! Must be top notch stuff.<br/><br/>The large man glanced over at the witch and grinned away. "Hello Madame!" he called out. "I do hope you're enjoying yourself." Yeah.. he totally forgot Lee. Afterall, the handsome demon loved his ladies.