"Like a normal human being," Oliver corrected with a laugh, swaying slightly on his feet just to feel that hand move. "When I was a slightly more of a drinker I could do some hard liquors in low doses without feelin' like I was attemptin' self harm. Mostly cognac. I liked the smokiness of it. I never really liked booze all that much in general though, so on the rare occasion I did anythin' straight just about killed me. I don't need to spend five bucks a shot to feel like someone's scrapin' their nails through my digestive tract."