Once Upon A Spy
He took a sip of the aperol and positioned himself in a deliberately inviting manner. he noticed the doberman eye him up again. "that's a weird lookin' drink," the doberman chuckled. "aperol?" the alsatian replied. "it's my go-to drink."
Full Moon Medication
His hulking form still grows, panic turning into glee as he downs a bowl of aperol and then looks up to me. "you're such a friend," he belches, smile showing lethal fangs. his breath could kill an elephant but i hold back my harangue.
When in Rome...
The corgis took their seats and ordered their drinks--aperol spritz for bryn, lemonade for thomas. armando returned moments later and set down their drinks, before pulling out a notepad and pen. "so, are you boys ready to order?"