He arrives precisely on time, as he has for decades. His three-piece suit bears the distinguished patina of quality and care—not preserved, but maintained. Silver temples frame eyes that have witnessed the changing world with equanimity, finding amusement in fads that come and go while he remains steadfast. His pocket watch keeps perfect time; his handshake is firm but never domineering. The Old Fashioned reveals itself with the patient confidence of experience. Non-alcoholic Kentucky bourbon forms its backbone—oak and vanilla notes that speak of time's passage and wisdom earned. The first sip is a handshake with history, familiar yet somehow new in this incarnation. Cherry bitters add complexity that unfolds slowly, like stories told by firelight, each element revealing itself in due time. The sugar cube dissolves into the mixture not as mere sweetness, but as the smoothing of rough edges that comes with age and perspective. As the glass approaches your lips, the cherry wood smoke caresses your senses—not a shout but a reminder of substance, of fires endured and warmth cultivated. It lingers like good advice, unobtrusive yet present when needed most. This creation doesn't chase novelty or demand attention—it simply offers the comfort of something built to endure, suggesting that perhaps the most revolutionary act is to remain constant in a world of perpetual change.