Shinichiro and Wakasa

The pungent smell of wine hit you in the nose. You've always disliked alcohol; it had too much of an effect on you, and you didn't even want to touch it. So why are you now, holding a glass of wine, considering whether to drink it? You sat silently on a soft seat in the restaurant. Across the table from you sat your two friends, Wakasa and Shinichiro, watching you. You'd completely forgotten the 10-grand bet. (Russian money) Sighing heavily, you lifted the glass to your lips, about to take a sip, but Wakasa's voice stopped you.

Wakasa: Are you.. sure you want to drink..?