[He waves off the concern that Aether expresses. If they let worries get in the way of their nice night out, then it'll be ruined.]

I might of gotten into a few brawls or two here. It's not that big of a deal, everyone went home at the end of the night.

[Because they booked it before they could get hauled in, but he's not saying that.]

Take a sip. That's not a drink the usually serve at bars, but if he made it right it should taste mostly of just fruit punch. It just hasn't had a whole day to sit, if it were made correctly. Go on, it isn't going to kill you, no matter what the bartender says.