“It’s just a goblet! Now take a drink!”
Jason went to the bar and tried to reach for the goblet, but those evil eyes…..it was like a warning.
Sneaking up behind Jason, Joe whispered, “drink from me and you’ll die, hahahahaha…”. Jason had a chill run down his spine at the thought, and Joe’s wicked laugh.
“Cut it out, Dave. If you’re so brave, you go first”, sounding like a six year old on the playground. They’re here at Dave’s with his horrendous new Ebay purchase. And this glass gave Joe an eerie feeling.
“You pour, and I’ll take the first drink.” Joe poured the Burgundy in the goblet. No smoke, and the cup stayed in place. So far, so good.
Dave raised the goblet with a ceremonial nod to his friend, took the first sip. Joe watched carefully. Nothing. He was almost disappointed! Dave placed the cup on the bar. Joe was not going to be outdone.
Joe turned and was just about to take a sip when he turned back towards Dave. “Dave?”