543. Bitter End

"Did you see her drink it?" Seraphino asked Otis as he walked around to join him outside.

"Outside? Really?" Otis complained as he walked towards him.

"Wouldn't it be better to deal with a few mosquitoes than be overheard by the Primus or one of his many supporters?"

"I see your point but we could have gone upstairs," Otis protested.

"And miss the beautiful sky, I think not."

Otis looked up at the sky and back at Seraphino as though he had lost his mind. "What beautiful sky? I can literally count the stars."

"The ambiance," he replied.

Otis squinted his eyes at him, "Yeah," he replied absentmindedly.

Seraphino glared at him. "You didn't answer my question," he said.

"I did see her," he responded. "She took about half of it though. I don't know if she drank the rest. The drink hadn't been what she had requested but when I mixed it with the juice, it tasted off."

"You drank it?" Seraphino asked in awe.