"Whiskey," he decides for the both of them-- and while whiskey in and of itself might not be a hazard, this whiskey might. All the drinks from a certain part of town come with a calculated risk of catching someone's STD, or at least would be if STDs were a thing anyone knew about in Thedas.

Leaning one side against the bar, Barrow sends an affable smile Clarisse's way. "So. What'dyou do? Fight?"