I can't say I've ever heard of it, but I never really had the chance to spend any time around horses in my life. I suppose we'll see how vodka works out for you. We'll space them out a bit so you don't get hit too hard at once.

It sounds like he must get quite rowdy though, hmm?

( And so she pours that drink as they swap their wine glasses, and passes it back to her and she gets her own drink ready. Angela knows a thing or two about rowdy Sanguis partners, so if something like a good alcohol would work, all the better. A lady can't always keep up, can they?

But it just makes her think of Vergil, and her smile into her glass is fond, even if he's gone, now. )