Huh. [Nothing too different from the second glasses he usually ordered or poured.] What counts as the 'right liquor'?

And really, Odasaku, what's there to not believe? [Screw heating up the sake - Dazai filled the three cups now, straight from the bottle.] It's a nice night, and not going straight home is a perfectly sensible decision.

[Would've been more convincing if the skies weren't, y'know. Cloudy.]