"Sure. Just give me a shot of whatever that is," replies Saffron, not paying much attention to the label. She thinks briefly of her club, of how she'd had to be very careful with her stock so as to make it last a long time. That's not the case with the bars here. "I do know Neil, and Mike, and several other people here who also used to be on the island. Some of them remember it, some of them don't."