Zelda laughed. "Hey, it's my twenty-first birthday! I'm supposed to be having drinks! There'd be a serious problem if I was turning twenty-one and wasn't drinking anything! Well, I supposed there'd be a serious problem if I wasn't drinking anything no matter the day. I'd hate to die of dehydration. Is that the right word? Funny how you can die of starvation, but how do you die when you don't drink enough? Is it dehydration?" She was rambling now, and accepted the drink.