"Better than what I found. Wine, but it had turned to vinegar. It said 'Swint's' on the bottom," she replies, watching Mary Grace's suffering before she takes the bottle herself. "Do you think we're in a post apocalyptic future?" She sounds remarkably untroubled by the notion, though she does take a long drag from the bottle. She screws up her face, then shakes her head when she comes up for air. "Woo!" she says, then passes the bottle back.