Gohan couldn't help but keep thinking about the taste, even as Videl went back to drinking it. How the strong taste came first, before the sweetness came afterward, and sort of... lingered. It was so strange, unlike anything he'd ever tasted before. And he wasn't exactly sure if he liked it, or if he just... didn't hate it.

"Huh?" He snapped out of it, glancing at the booths she was pointing out. Realizing she wanted to move somewhere else, and immediately offering her a sheepish smile. "Oh um, yeah, sure."

Even if he seemed anxious about all of this, he genuinely did like the idea of sitting over there. Sitting at the bar felt too open, whereas the booth felt more... secluded, like he wasn't directly in the public eye.