Moira quirked an eyebrow that expressed confusion more than understanding. "They asked us fer a barrel o' endless ale, they did." Sharon nodded to herself. "An' we provided. Tho' t'be onest wit ye, I would nae drink ale tha'd already been through another lad's liver."<br/><br/>Lew cringed, bringing a hand to his mouth as if to hold back vomit. "Don't remind me." He complained.