Alyth sipped the pint and thought about the flavor, it was full and slightly peppery. "This will work good for the Pie. We'll add it as a recommended accompaniment." She tried the red and it would do, but not quite like the beer. She was an old native after all and the local wares were long established in her taste buds. She didn't fret with outside cuisine, but there was nothing like home.<br/><br/>She had seen Chris' little glance away from her eyes and took it as a sign that he understood more subconsciously than he knew. She just smiled and sipped again from the bottle. She didn't mind beer in the morning, or anytime really as long as you knew how to keep your head. She had no issues there.<br/><br/>Watching the increasing favors placed on Heather, she wondered if she should take pity on the girl. She watched her for signs that she had had enough of the wagging tails of her two testosterone pissing males and offer her a respite.