Knocking back the first shot, Heather made a face as it burned down her throat. Drinks rarely went down smoothly on the first go, though, so she finished up with the second. It was still bitter but without that same kick that made her throat feel like it was on fire. And her chest was pleasantly warm now, so that was something.
"Hmmm," Heather tapped the side of her mouth thoughtfully. "Well, I'll say this for it-- think we finally got rid o' that engine room taste. Still a wee bit strong, though." Not that she minded her drink powerful but, generally speaking, she enjoyed her alcohol straight. This was a bit much not to be mixed with something.