[Unfortunately there's not a spell that can clean questionable stains, though he offers some napkins as a peace offering.]

Burning? It feels like firestorm in my mouth! Why would anybody want to drink this?

[though lbr once the caffeine kicks in, coffee and soda are gonna be his bffs. For now he stares warily at the offensive drink, considering whether or not it's worth it to dump it out entirely. A quick touch to his throat confirms there's nothing to heal, even if it does feel...prickly.]

I'm sorry about your clothes. I had no idea it would feel like...that.