[He nods, letting himself out of his room briefly to grab two cups from the kitchen. When he returns, he grabs the flask from his desk and he pours them both a shot. Jonathan hands Dandy his glass and he briefly clinks them together.]

Cheers.

[He downs the shot, sighing contently at the burning.]

It's tragic that Fontaine has not supplied us with easy assess to drinks. It would make the experience here much more tolerable.