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We enter a room filled with an extensive collection of whiskies from different regions of Scotland.
“Here are the diverse range of whisky brands and styles, each representing the distinct characteristics of its region,” George says. “There’s single malt and single grain whisky. Malt whiskies are complex and smoky, while grain tends to be lighter and sweeter. In the States, you’ve probably tasted single malt whisky.”
“Maybe,” Brianna says. “Jesse?”
“I don’t have a clue,” I say dryly.
“We’ll taste one of each,” George says. He leads us to a bar where several bottles stand. “Have a seat.”
Once we’re seated, George pours each of us a glass of amber liquid. “This is a single malt from the Highlands of Scotland. Swirl it around in your glass and capture the aroma.”
Brianna swirls like an expert. I feel foolish. Still, I swirl and sniff. Hmm… Not bad. It smells almost…floral. Weird.
“Now taste it,” George says. “Let it sit on your tongue for a moment before you swallow. It should feel velvety in your mouth.”
Brianna takes a sip and holds it. I do the same but swallow right away. Ugh. Not impressed. Though I enjoyed the scent, the flavor is kind of like dirt.
“Well?” George asks.
“Delicious,” Brianna says. “Mossy and peaty. With a slight… I don’t know. A flower of some sort.”
“Orange blossom?” George asks.
“Yes! That’s it.” She takes another sip, finishing her sample.
“And you, sir,” George says to me. “How did you find the whisky?”
“I’m not a fan.” I set my glass down.
“Perhaps you’ll like the single grain better.”
“Brianna’s the whisky drinker here,” I say. “I’m more of a beer man.”
“Then I hope you’ll be able to sample the wide range of Scottish ales. Some of the finest.”
“Why didn’t you arrange a beer experience?” Brianna asks.
“Because I knew you’d enjoy this more.”
She smiles at me, and in that moment, the peaty Scotch is the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted, other than Brianna’s pussy, of course.
I make it through the rest of the tasting with my tongue intact. Good thing, as I’ll be putting it to use later. Once we leave, I turn to Brianna.
“I have another surprise for you,” I say.
“Oh?”
“Yes. We leave tomorrow for Glasgow, as you know, but not until noon. Tonight we’ll be dining together at the Dome.”
“The Dome?”
“Yeah. I know how you Steels love to eat, so I asked the concierge where to take you for an elegant dinner that has a mix of Scottish and other cuisine.”
“But Maddie…”
“I offered to let her tag along, but she insisted you and I go alone.”
“She did?”
