[Tifa is quick to agree, sliding off of the barstool and rushing to the door, taking a napkin with her to hold over her mouth and keep the... food?? down. It's not until they're outside that she spits the chewed-up caviar into it, turning her back so that Horus doesn't have to witness such a sight. That was the worst thing she's ever tasted, and she's had to eat some unexceptional foods in her lifetime.]

Sorry... that was rude of me.

[She's embarrassed, and that's putting it mildly. She's never had to rush out of a restaurant or bar because she couldn't stand to eat her first and only bite.]

Guess that was a little too adventurous... [Never again. She pauses to cough, the saltiness still lingering in the back of her throat.] I've made a lot of drinks in my life, but there's such a thing as being too creative. Are you alright?