Vanessa had been about to say that poison was simply an expression, and Idris really shouldn't take things so very literally, when Ben made sure both of them knew that alcohol actually was harmful for you, and being drunk was in actuality a red flag being shot up from your body, letting you know that it would be wise to stop. "It may be a poison of sorts Ben, but I don't see why that should stop you from drinking it. We're not going to bite any time soon, unless of course that's something you want. Besides, we're all going back to the same place, so it's not like you will be abandoned here any time soon. Also, Idris is buying and it's really considered quite rude to turn down an offer for a first round, right Idris?" Vanessa turned to the bartender and ordered herself a Dewars and water. Part of her had wanted to order some fine scotch, just because she wasn't paying for it, but she also didn't want to take advantage. "My friend over here wants jack in his soda by the way, just a BIT maybe."