"It was no problem at all! And liquor sounds fabulous about right now..." She hasn't had a drink, a real drink, in quite a long time. Champagne and wine didn't count, add they never got her drink before. She shook off her shoes and transformed her white gown into a large, oversized t-shirt and shorts as she curled up on the floor by the fire. One of the gremlins kindly handed her a bottle of whiskey and a tumbler of ice, allowing her to pour it herself.<br/>She sipped the liquid slowly as the familiar burn trailed down her throat, warming everything inside of her. She motioned for Kilo to sit next to her.