120 Mouth Gun is a Mental Attack_1
Translator: 549690339
"What would you like to order?"
The masked woman sat down at the bar, and although Lin Ge was puzzled by something he had forgotten, his professionalism still drove him to smile.
"A Purple Fairy." A husky voice emerged from beneath the mask.
Lin Ge couldn't help but be stunned. She actually knew about Purple Fairy? Not many people knew of this drink since he had concocted it.
He seemed to be on the verge of remembering something, but as soon as he saw the mask on the other's face, that feeling disappeared again.
"This is a secret item on our menu. May I ask how you heard about it?" Lin Ge inquired.
"Heard about it from a friend."
"Would you mind telling me your friend's name?"
"What, do you conduct a background check on your patrons before serving drinks?" The masked woman said with some displeasure.
"Sorry, we've run out of that drink because of a supply issue."