He wasn't exactly an expert on drinks, but he trusted Ambrose to not make something completely gross. Still, when he took a sip of it, it burned a little more than he was expecting, the alcohol running up through his sinuses only because he was so new to it. He managed to not make too much of a face though, because aside from the obvious slightly metallic taste, it really wasn't that bad.
"When you mentioned it I was just thinking about all I know about Dorian Gray. Which is basically just that he had a painting that let him live forever, and that really bad Sean Connery movie from years ago..." He made a face thinking back on it. He couldn't even remember what it was called now.
But Ambrose's question was a tough one. "I'm...it brought back a lot from back home. My childhood dog, my best friend aside from Jughead, he died to protect me from another zombie animal, and this made me think of that. Which I guess is kind of silly since they were bunnies, but..."