Turning to the dark haired woman once more, he inclined his head and grabbed the drink. Putting the glass to his lips, Tobias took a cautious sip then downed a huge gulp. A burning sensation swelled trough his throat to then fall away, leaving a welcome wakefulness in it's path. Then there was the tangy bitter taste which remained even after the liquid was long gone. Frost shook his head a little and tapped the fingers of his right hand against the counter with a smile. "That did the job, now what do I owe you?" Taking another swallow of the drink the young man tilted his head back to reveal an old scar upon the side of his throat.