"I can have a few pints with a friend without getting pissed," she said, the amusement clear on her face. "Some people like to have pints with friends to relax, stopping at one or two. I know this might seem like a strange ritual to you but I promise it works."
Alicia looked around to make sure no one heard him talking about potions. She'd just claim he was from one of those small towns were people made their own hangover drink. They'd believe it easily enough, they had no reason not to. It was nice being in a place that didn't know about the war or the current struggles, where the most interesting thing politically was Prince William's hairline. Okay, that might not be accurate but that was the extent of political knowledge she had at the moment.