"Maybe one of the scouts will come across it some day," Savannah said, shrugging a bit. Probably a long shot, especially with supplies dwindling down with every run. It isn't as if they can just run to the liquor store or Target and pick up supplies anymore. There was no more manufacturing industry and eventually they'd have to fix that problem... But tonight was the night she was going to solve that problem. Tonight was the night she drank too much and forgot her problems.
"Hmmm, I'd have to say Hendricks," she said, brows furrowing slightly as she recalled the dark round bottle. It was one of the nicer gins they carried at the bar she'd worked at. "Scottish, if I recall correctly." she added with a smirk.