[he leans glances over his own list- well, it's very blue. what that means he isn't sure in this world but he's kind of assuming it's one of those 'stronger than god' or 'barely more than a juice.' russian roulette of alcohol.

he does take note that smell seems to be a problem, which leads him to think pal probably isn't one for most alcohols. maybe the blue drink would be best if it doesn't secretly have something that could blind him.]

Hm, it would depend on if you want an advisement to keep you from passing out at the table or more along the lines of encouraging a sense of adventure. If it's the latter I would say it looks like an experience.

Eh, it smells like yeast, I would say. [he squints at the menu a moment more before deciding,] I am trying this blue one. It seems suitably celebratory.