With a sigh, Corporal Bound, sitting across the card-table from Lily, picked up her drink, giving it a quick sniff. Then she downed the whole glass in one gulp, almost slamming it back down on the table when she was done. The mare in charge of their quaternion wiped her mouth with the back of her forehoof. Frowning, probably more from the chill of the drink than the stiffness of the alcohol, she gave Lily a nod. "It's not for me, but I can see 'shoes sucking these down by the gallon on libo."