"Same sense of humor as well, not many think my death jokes are funny," she admitted, letting him know where her train of thought was going.
She erupted into laughter again. "Okay, so you have to ask what's my poison. That feels like your catch phrase or something, like you're a weird anti-hero," she said, not stopping for a moment to wonder if he would know what that was. Instead, she leaned forward to look at what he was pulling out of the pouch. "Cocktails sound like fun, what ones were you thinking? It's been a minute since anyone has mixed drinks for me, I'm not terribly good at it," she said.