Notiing her frown, not that he really cared, he attempted to replaced it. "Here goes..." Tossing the milk and kahlua into a shaker, and the vodka in a highball glass, he threw each liquid into the air. The parts switched places, and they were quickly tossed back into the ar once more. The two collided in the air, and fell down in what seemed like alcoholic rain. Landing into the shaker, our Hero took no time to throw the lid onto his concoction. He began to shake it slowly, and then tossed a cherry up into the air. Quickly, he threw the ice into the highball and then poured in the liquid. The cherry fell in with a light plop. "Wonderful." He took a sip, and then lit up another cigarette. "You want something?"