Mixology 101 with Ramune

Ramune sat on the bar counter, kicking his hoofs as he stared at the door that led to the backroom where Hops currently is, huffing in impatience. He had asked her how to make drinks the other day since it had heard that she teaches in exchange for carats and she said to come in today…he wanted to be patient as he thinks this will impress a certain someone. He thought it’ll be nice to learn how to make his own drinks regardless though.

As soon as Ramune looked over to the shelves of alcohol to try to distract itself the backroom door opens and he immediately whipped his head back over to the door to see Hops walking in, laughing good naturedly because of how obviously eager this bun is to start learning. Ramune's furred cheeks pinking slightly but it straightens up and stops kicking his hoofs, waiting on her instructions. “Since your so eager to learn, we can start right away!” she exclaims as she claps once, happy to have a eager student she quickly brings two Liquor glasses and sets them down besides Ramune “we are starting out with something simple, bourbun in which it has to be a liquor glass!” Hops opened up the metal container that stays on the counter under the bar revealing ice, she picks up the ice scooper beside the metal container and scoops up ice pouring just a few in the liquor glass “there’s only two steps to this, first is to put the ice in and then pouring the whiskey in… I just put four ice cubes in but why don’t you put in how much ice you prefer?” Ramune nodded, picking up the ice scooper and scooping ice up and pouring just four cubes in, deciding to copy Hops since he’s never put much thought into how much ice he prefers and shrugs at her when she looks questionably at him. “Now for the whiskey!” she says excitedly, unscrewing the whiskey before picking up the liquor glass and putting it on a slant while she pours the whiskey in until it hits halfway “I usually fill it halfway unless asked otherwise” she says with a shrug. It does as she did, tilting the glass slightly while pouring the whiskey in and fills it up more than she did which makes him frown but corrects himself…. It’s not something to get hung up on even if he was trying to pour the same amount in as she did.

Grinning at him she nudges the glass he made towards it in a silent request to pick his up, she bounces on the spot and picks up her glass of bourbun “yay for successfully making a bourbun!” she cheers before taking a big gulp.