Savannah just smiled in amusement at the sight before her. As per usual, Nate was lost in a book. And as per usual, he was drinking. Though tonight it seemed like the book had been winning, if it were a competition. She sat down upon his invitation and accepted the bottle, taking a healthy swig. She'd worked at a bar in college and law school, so she was no stranger to the hard stuff.
"Wow, that's really something," she said, exhaling slowly as the liquid burned down her throat, then passed him the bottle back. "The first lady can't complain. Especially now that's she's got a beverage like that to drink. And you, Mr. Advisor? How is this evening faring for you?"