Sarah Beth sniffed the drink dubiously and immediately felt it run full tilt through her sinuses.  It rampaged a bit, trampling down sentries and breaking down walls and forced tears into her eyes that she wiped clean with her hands.  "Oooh, boy.  Don't nobody be smoking around this.  Don't smell like it's got any go-blind in it," the vet said, referring to wood alcohol and it's notorious, sometimes lethal effects.  "Just a lot of up-comes-the-skirt.  Y'all be careful."<br/><br/>She took a sip, winced a bit at its bite, then took another.  It wasn't too bad.  So long as she didn't drink it for the taste and had some food, Sarah Beth's size and slow intake would help her stay sober.<br/><br/>Soberish.<br/><br/>Sort of soberish.<br/><br/>"Go on, Ari.  Just try not to smell it and don't breathe out through your nose after you swallow."