Danica never got an answer, looking up at the Adam curiously. It seemed he didn't want to elaborate on that for the moment, and for now, Danica wouldn't push for it. Next time, she would though, she would get answers form Adam!
But Adam was on the move again, and she sighed as she lost the warmth buffer that he was. When he returned, he held a bottle of something else and poured it into her drink. "What is this?" she asked, seeing the substance mix with the egg nog. Was it safe?
"Monkkid." She replied, giving it the accent it came with. She didn't know why he didn't just pronounce it the way she did. "And yes." Taking a sip of her drink, she scrunched her nose up. It tasted like liqour!