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Ixonia caught the mug and down half of it in one long slow continuous swallow. Her eyes went half closed as she savored the drink.
She then sighed with relief. It felt so good going down her throat for it coated the dryness with a smooth coat of honey yet it had enough alcohol to make her spirits rise. An idea came to her as to how to relieve her boredom. 

"'Tender? Is there anything against people dancing here?" Ixonia asked.