[her smile is more apologetic as she shakes her head slightly.] I wouldn't know. But...you sounded fairly certain of yourself, just then. Maybe you know more than you think?

[all the same, she has to address this drink. she lifts it off the bar and gives a tentative sniff, her nose crinkling. it smells unpleasant. maybe it's the taste that's the appeal?]

...

[...]

Oh-- [eugh. no. no, it's not the taste. she can't help but grimace as she suffers her first sip.]