"Earn it?" Sam quirked an eyebrow, mulling that over.
He did indeed feel like he was receiving a birthday present. Or a birthday cake with a candle that he was supposed to be blowing out. He took the shot glass from her gingerly and grinned as he brought it to his lips, tossing it back on three. It burned a little as it went down, but the flavor was pleasant enough. "Whew, that wasn't so bad. I could almost do another."