"To the drink? Or to the... 'mosrellem sticks', were they called?"

As he speaks, Shrike lifts his own glass to try a sip, rather curious and not really having any idea what to expect. Which means that, in just a moment, Dimitri will be treated to the site of a man wearing elaborate court robes, made-up and with manicured and painted fingernails and everything, making the oddest expression of surprise when he discovers just what 'fizziness' is for himself.