"It would not be the first time the world turned upside down, my man." Kavinsky thinks he could hack it in the Down as well as he can manage the Up. Maybe better, but he's not sure. He sips his drink and goosebumps rise on his skin, then fade. Whatever he took is kicking in nicely.

"What's your taste, Victor?" He looks at the man next to him, a little more discerning now. "What do you like?"