She tossed the little vial around a couple times with the hold of her magic which caused the liquids to be mixed even further as her eyes fell upon it. A smirk appeared that came forth from just watching the dancing liquids inside. So harmonious yet so devastating if drunk. It was right on the perfect balance of genius and madness. Much like Twilight herself from time to time. "I might be a monster... but in order to catch a monster, it must be that way," justified Twilight to herself.