"I can probably make you some of those," Ana replied, arranging glasses and bottles on the table. The majority of the space was left clear for eating, of course, and given the size of the box, she didn't doubt they'd need pretty much all of it. Her stomach growled in anticipation.
Her eyes widened when she saw the bottle. "Oh shit, it's real tequila," she said, smiling at the sight of it. "Gracias. We're so having some of this at some point during the evening. Damn, I'm gonna have to up my baking ante. Well I do love a challenge, I'll figure something out." She went back into the kitchen quickly to grab plates and silverware, then headed back out and sat down across from. "Alright. Show me what I can smell."