[well if that's not a surprise...]

And by the sound of it, you didn't end up passed out on the floor immediately.

[his tone is a little disbelieving, but it's not the first time he's met a seemingly small lady who packs a punch. wordlessly, he fishes a bottle of MetaMalt Classic from the cooler and pops the cap off with a twist of his wrist. mick then sets a coaster down on the bar and plunks the bottle down before her.]

One time exception. Hope you weren't joking about having had it before, kid.