Looks can be deceiving. She actually follows the laws for the most part. She's got an ID that places her at twenty-two, just so that when she's in New York, she can drink.

It's very nice since her French ID says she's only nineteen.

"Scotch, neat, leave the bottle." She says to the bartender. He does, and she sips the aromatic liquid in the tumbler. This is much better than she'd been expecting but not as good as Glenfiddich. But then, very little is.