"Excellent."

Levin's eyes sparkle with mischief as he somehow manages to conjure up a beer from somewhere, tossing it towards Hiro.

"You'll regret it in the morning, but just think what ya'd miss out on if you didn't give it a shot. First mug's on me." Another one drops into his hands as he takes a long swig. "Bottle. Eh. First cask."