"Very well then. one african sunrise, coming up." Shakina twirled herself back to the direction of the mixing table, where a shelf and counter full of juices and boozes settle. She takes the passion fruit rum, mango juice, and a bit of sprite off the shelf. Poured in a half cup size of all the selected drinks into the shaker, and shaked in a belly daninc way.<br/><br/>"African sunrise is a pretty heavy drink like long island ice tea. Just thought you might know." Shakina spoke