"Before we get to it, let's have a drink first...I'm thirsty", Jenny said. "Okay...want anything in specific?" "Naw, anything's fine...but if possible something strong." So something strong it was. Donald went over to the kitchen and checked the fridge: nothing of interest in there. Minibar was currently short of anything suitable as well. His eye fell on the box of vials, paying no attention to labels. He opened one of the vials and smelled..."Hmm, seems drinkable enough. If she gets sick I'll just act as if I know of nothing." Short of a better option, he just grabbed one of the vials out of the box...