[i]Only grinning, the Dragonslayer stared into the dark liquid within her glass before taking a sip of it, setting it down and smiling a little more. She looked back at Remy, holding it out for him to see the contents within the wine glass.[/i] "Alcohol. Y'know. Beer, wine, moonshine... Oh...right, you're new here...sorry." [i]And for about the fiftieth time, Olivia blushed out of embarrassment, her face turning about as red as her long, flowing hair. Hey. That does have a nice ring to it.[/i] [i]She snickered quietly afterwards, as she realized she had a shit-ton of things to explain to the Dark Lord that she loved. And, well, would ruin her life later.[/i] "Well...there's this stuff called alcohol that people like, and uh...it's good. Totally."