"No tequila, eh? I suppose I can modify my blue motorcycle recipe for you."<br/><br/>Paradox stepped behind the bar, well acclimated to such an environment. Quickly finding his bearings, he poured into a shaker an ounce and a half of  Luksusowa potato vodka, an ounce and a half of Bacardi Spiced Rum, and ounce and a half of Beefeater gin, and an ounce and a half of Blue Curacao, then filled the rest with Sprite and a splash of sour mix. Shaking it all up, he then poured the concoction into a highball glass with ice and served it with a smile to Satans'.<br/><br/>"So what do you have against tequila anyway? Bad memories?" he asked with a wry smile.