"Moonshine," Incy said absently. He'd had some of that, and yes, it definitely burned. He'd somehow been befriended by a couple of humans who distilled moonshine in their basement in a very questionable manner, but it was all in the name of research. Or something like that. Thank goodness faeries didn't have to worry about liver damage in the same way as mortals.
"It's great. It's sweet and tart at the same time." He took another swallow of the wine and considered it. "they serve it at the Lion & Unicorn. And pretty much any human pub." Incy spent a lot of time at the L&U, because work sent him there to deal with people coming through the mound. And he liked the atmosphere, the drinks and the food.
A hand waved in a lazy way. "No thanks needed, I just work for them.m Doing what I can." It seemed Innocencio's stock in life to be a helper, a protector, and mostly he was happy to do it. If a person was a jerk or trouble though, they would find that Nice guy didn't equal pushover.