Paraphrases of the bartender
" I've tasted you and truthfully, you're not my type. "

A concoction of emotions, a drink you'll never forget. I could be any cocktails today, with differing results. So why don't you sip a little, test me out, and see if you like me? If you don't like it, come back tomorrow then. If you're lucky this time, I could be a taste that will linger in your mouth forever. If not, ... there's always a tomorrow. Tomorrow's tomorrow and tomorrow's tomorrow's tomorrow. Till you find that lingering feeling, I'll never stop making you drunk and hooked on me, the cocktail of all sins. Never.