"Sounds fine to me," Leah replied, then nodded her head. "A bit. NIGHT's begun cracking down on the smugglers, so booze might get more expensive - or shittier, if I decide to go to those trying to make their own. I'm wary of going that route though, wouldn't want to serve shit that might blind folks if it was made wrong. Chances of survival 'round here are low enough without being crippled."