Caroline & Barry
"You are going to be the death of me, Caroline Fornes-Salvatore," he said, laughing as he handed her one of the glasses of firewhiskey he'd brought back from the bar. He clinked his glass against hers and grinned. "To magical drink experiments, trying to get drunk in the name of science," he quipped before bringing his glass to his lips and taking a sip.
It burned down his throat and he almost coughed. Firewhiskey was definitely a lot stronger than the normal kinds he'd tried. He doubted he could get drunk off this stuff, but suddenly he understood the fire part of the name.