She snarled at the werewolf in front of her. The man was messing with her alcohol...and she was having none of that. Her tail lashed out and wrapped around his wrist, tipping the contents of the glass down her throat. She smirked at him as she swallowed the clear liquid, stating in a low growl. "I do whatever the fuck I want, understand? You are not my mother, you do not tell me what to do. However if you want to play, then let's play. Choose your poison." She gestured to the wall of liquor behind her. "If I can guess all the drinks, blindfolded, just by flavor, I win and you must stop pestering me with your sexual advances. However, if I get just one wrong, then you win. And since there is a lot of liquor on the wall, I won't swallow because then I'll get drunk...I'll spit it in a bucket like they do for wine tasting. Sound good?"<br/>She was confident, almost to a fault. There were many liquors on the wall, but there were some behind the bar she didn't know were down there.