"Makes you itchy but it's also good for medicine," but he was clever enough to duck away from it without tempting fate so that was good. She supposed that traveling all around alien worlds meant that he knew to watch out for plants - especially if they have the word 'stinging' in the name. "Drink it slow, aye? I'm not dealing with drunk men. I'll kick your arse out into the snow."
Catherine settled on the floor next to the shelves as she sipped from her own glass. It was clear that she knew exactly where to settle herself because the record player was just within arm's reach. She exhaled with a smile, "They're all quite good. My husband had excellent taste in music. But my favorite... Is one that he would play all the time when I would get off work. We worked different hours, you see. He was day shift, I was night."
She picked out the sleeve with minimal effort, carefully slipping the record from within it. After setting the record in the player, she held the sleeve up to him - a band called Exile. Then she set the most played song on it to start. Catherine closed her eyes to idly sway along with it, trying not to feel absolutely crushed.