"Of course we do," Grace grinned. "That's all that Daddy drinks and he would have a fit if he visited and didn't find his favourite 21 year old Glenlivet on hand. He brings me the bottles himself!" She laughed at this and grabbed for the bottle beneath the bar, pouring Dani a moderate amount. "Personally, I prefer the smooth taste of bourbon, but that's just me."<br/><br/>Grace handed her the drink as Dani leaned on the bar. As Dani touched her hand, she looked at the girl curiously. "Oh, honey, I wasn't worried about that. I think it was Bobby that was worried, just between us girls. Jim can do whatever he wants, and he knows it. I've got no room for jealousy in this here heart," she said, pointing to her chest. "It's much too full of love for my Jimbo." She smiled and took a sip of her drink. "Which is why I'm so worried about him, but like you say, I'm sure he's alright. Just taking a detour, I suppose."