[She gently plucks the drink offered to her once it's done. Elektra takes her time sampling it. She thinks she's had better, but solid attempt considering this is essentially a prison.] Tastes better than German beer.

[That's a compliment, she swears. She darts her tongue over her lips to sample some of the alcohol on it before asking,] What's the popular question around here? Is it the glow or how long you've been? It's all starting to run together for me.