::enjoys a warm, lingering, er... toast with Lady Snow::
Ah, Hetha! Do join us! ::eyes the nearly depleted bottle:: I suppose I should remedy this situation. Ladies, a moment please. I'll be right back!
::heads off unsteadily across the beach to a small cave opening, stopping briefly to make sure no one is following, then ducks inside. The sound of a gun butt tapping on stone, along with quiet cursing, can be heard.::
Ah! There you are, my lovelies...
::emerges triumphantly from the cave with two fresh bottles of rum and returns to the waiting beauties::
Here we are, loves. More than enough for everyone!