Isn't it obvious? Out of everything here, the thing I want most is whiskey~.

[She lets loose an "ufufu" sort of laugh before taking a nice sip from her drink. Ahhh. It's so good. Nice and cold, with the pleasant burn she loves from back home. She's so lucky.]

But whiskey tastes better with someone to talk to, and there aren't many people here. My, my...isn't that a shame?