To that she can only shake her head, though she does finally pick up the glass. "Not how you mean," she answers, and then with a tilt of her head indicates further down along the bar to a gathering of more ordinary people than the two of them. "I know they're attractive, and--" with her empty hand, indicating to another group, "--they're not really, but... it doesn't... mean anything to me."

It's there that she takes the first sip, and her level features change into an almost comical expression of surprise and confusion. Clearly, whatever she was expecting it to taste like is nothing like what's actually in the glass. Oh, mixed drinks.