Tas and Anna
Anna missed Stefan's look of incredulity because she was gaping at Tas. "I never knew you tipped a cow!" She said. Her expression was torn between admiration and offense.
"Yeah, I've got some more," Stefan said, turning his bewildered expression from Anna to her friend. "Just got a big jar of the stuff from a friend of mine trying to make peace for shooting me in the kneecap." He lifted his solo cup for a sip.
"You're really gonna drink that stuff?" Anna asked. "It smells like nailpolish remover."
Stefan was already moving through the living room toward the kitchen, motioning for them to follow after him so he could pour Tas a cup of the hard stuff.