"It's supposed to be a perfect balance of sweet, sour, bitters-- and, if you can be bothered with it, salt. But I was too lazy so no salt for us."

If Rhys is bothered that Arthur doesn't seem immediately enamoured with Margaritas, he doesn't let it show, instead taking a liberal swig of his own.

"Annnnd, it's easy enough to drink that they get you drunk really, really fast."