A low amused laugh rumbled through Wanda's throat as she rose to her feet. "I'll be right back."

She slipped into the kitchen and found one of the small containers of Sam's vodka. Wanda spent a great deal of time in the kitchen, prepping food and working to assist the inn and she knew where most everything in the kitchen was... unless it got moved around.

When she returned she had two glasses. "It's strong and doesn't takes good." She warned him as she poured two glasses and took a seat.