[ her eyebrow quirks, but faith lets the reaction slide. really, she's got enough to worry about and much less alcohol to help her along than she'd like. hadn't there been a bottle here somewhere... ]

Got him from the closet last night. I asked for something else but I still haven't really got the hang of it. Figured maybe he'd just ... go away. I dunno.

[ seriously where did she put that bottle. ugh. ]