He’d left the glasses on his desk for them, the crushed pills long since dissolved, but the murky cocktails would disguise it anyway. He stirred them with the sugar cane piece that he had stuck in each, next to the lime and the little floating edible flower. He couldn’t give the two of them bouquets yet, but this was his start. The beginning of truly courting the two of them, the night that Theo would always remember as their first date.