Ah, wine. Whatever they have, though the more potent the better.

( Wen Kexing doesn't seem all that surprised by Five, he's seen him on the network from time to time and the youthful state of his appearance isn't that alarming. In fact, there's a certain level of comradery in his posture as he leans against the bartop to wave down a server, pulling coin from a pilfered purse to ask for a bottle and two cups. It might be useful, having someone else around from their company! Who knows. Or maybe, and more likely, he's bored and scheming alone tires him out. )

Do you want some?

( He pours his own cup first, easy, lifts it to his nose to sniff. The face he pulls is only mildly perturbed. ) It's not as good as the barrels in Ephes but I'm sure it does what's needed.