"No idea, Captain. Probably found that bottle somewhere in my Guardian, and to be honest, I don't really care about it, the only purpose it has for me is getting drunk. Of course, that's just me..."
Natalie scratched her head while she observed how Ashfield gazed at the bottle. "Probably not good enough for our Captain..."
"And...relieving some stress wouldn't end well for me or for those in my area, not exactly sure if you want that, because I don't."
"I wonder how stable those stools are..." She smirked again and erased that thought as fast as she could, causing trouble would definately be the wrong move.