"I am very painfully aware that I have done this before," Bentley said with a sigh. The drink reminded him of a deceivingly deadly poison in Calibri's lab. It looked harmless enough, but it turned out the thing bubbled up inside your stomach until it exploded the organ completely. Bentley held his stomach with a frown, smelling the liquid for anything out of place. Perfectly fine.

At the very least, one effort paid off at the last club - Bentley was no longer too shy to have a drink or two.

Unfortunately, that was all he needed most of the time.

Bentley drank a small amount of the liquid, silently relieved that it didn't destroy his innards after just 20 seconds.

"Why, um, exactly are we here?"