[She shakes her head.]

I doubt any of this is normal liquor, but it almost tasted like it? Smooth and a little sweet like the fancy crap they used to sell for an arm and a leg on Dionysus, but kicks like the poison a Psycho would try to pawn off on you on Pandora.

[She'd tried it with Mordecai once. She's still trying to figure out whether it was a good or a bad life choice.]

It didn't liquefy me, so it's a start, at least.