Kinda like grape juice with orange and nutmeg and... Stuff. [Sans dumps some snow into a cup and waves it around vaguely as he grabs a cooled cup of mulled wine.] Winter spices. It's sweet.
[And now he dumps the mulled wine onto the snow. Snow cone! Magic.] Okay, five cents, kiddo.
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[And now he dumps the mulled wine onto the snow. Snow cone! Magic.] Okay, five cents, kiddo.