"No thanks," Eliot said, pulling his flask out of his pocket and holding it up. The only people in town he'd actually told that it was spelled to be never empty were Pamela and Sean so it was still a well kept secret. "You want some vodka?" he offered. He wasn't about to tell Dean the truth about the flask, but he was willing to share.
He shook his head. "No, she hasn't. I wanted to discuss something with you though." And he was taking a huge risk by doing this.