Lina led her over to the kitchen, where the counter was aligned with a plethora of liquor bottles. Again, mostly vodka, but she had a bottle or two of good rum and whiskey selections. There were other little items for mixing ingredients - one of them being a bottle of tabasco. She mixed a few things into shot glasses, and handed her one.
"Satan's Piss. It's got hotsauce. Do you accept this challenge?"