"I can't say I've ever had repurposed pipe booze, but I think this should be at least a step up from that," Molly replies, brow arched, opening the refrigerator and taking out a couple bottles. "The finest alcohol that my incredibly generous government salary will pay for." She doesn't bother trying to hide her sarcasm, but it's clearly not something that really bothers her. These days, she does alright for herself, and she's never been in it for the money anyway, her line of work not exactly where the big bucks are. Reaching into a cabinet for a couple of glasses, she says, "Well, I'm having a gin and tonic, but there should be a bottle of scotch in there, too."