"Definitely," Oliver licked his lips, knowing he would find the blonde later in the night, even if it was just for a few dances. It wasn't like he would be cheating on Fred, they both 'saw' other people.
Frowning as the little book was plucked from his fingers Oliver looked at both girls as they flicked through it. "Which one Tig? But yeah, there are quite a few different ones in there," Oliver took the book back and nodded, "Scottish slammers are easy!" Grabbing three glasses Oliver pulled the ingredients closer as he began to make the drinks up in a huge cocktail shaker. "Orange liqueur, a decent scotch whiskey, Amaretto, sugar syrup and strawberry juice," Oliver measured out each of the ingredients as he said their name. Throwing some ice into each glass Oliver looked at the girls.
"Fancy giving it a shake?" He asked, looking between both of them for an answer.
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