The room spins in the worst way, causing his head to nearly tilt back in an effort to balance. Neil manages to eventually find an equilibrium, just in time to be told he would be partaking the worst drink ever. Great.

Neil stares at the jar, his face holding doubt, his mind weighing the options. What the hell, right? He just had his head adjusted, after all. With nothing to lose, he takes the jar and tips the liquid back into his mouth.

Quickly, he discovers that Alex's description is quite apt. If it wasn't for the warning, in fact, Neil likely would have thrown the liquid (among other things) back up. It's funny because it actually tastes kinda like vomit in his mouth.

Instead, he chokes everything down, his face and lips contorting appropriately.