Scorpions in bottles remind me of museums, not hardened drinking. I think you would have to wear a fez to drink mezcal with a scorpion. Or have a moustache and wear a sombrero.

If you didn't live up to expectations and cried, you'd be able to write a fantastic poem all about it. And I'm sure you'd look rather fetching if you were crying and writing angry poetry. You can't lose. ;)