"Hmm..." She contemplated her cup and took another sip. It was really kind of pleasant, actually, but she thought she'd be better off chasing it with the mead. So she moved to open the bottle. "You never know, the Indian arack might still show up here. This place has all kinds of drinks, even the sort I've only seen on television."

She pauses a bit and then rephrases, "The sort I've only heard about in stories that were supposed to just be make-believe. I'm going to have to try it one day, just... on a day when I have nothing in particular to do for the rest of that night or well into the next morning."