David joined them at the table. "What is funny? Let me in on the joke." A smile tugged on his face, pleased that Arrow and Phoebe were getting along just fine. Arrow was a very difficult person to please and he rarely allowed people get close to him.
Phoebe becoming his friend was a great thing because he could be extra magical backup for her.
"That is between Phoebe, I and raven yin." Arrow told him, making another attempt to sip his liquor which failed because it was sweet. Making a twisted disgusted face, he asked, "What brand of liquor is this?"
"It's liqueur, not liquor." Phoebe told him. "And it's my brand; there is plenty more at my farm if you want it. My farm manager had the brilliant idea of making some farm made brew and this was the result." She looked around and saw many guests refilling their glasses.
