She considers the offer carefully before reaching out and taking the flask from him.

"I'd wager they do, but in my experience there ain't too many people who understand what it's like t'live in a world where folk get shot over whiskey."

She takes a long draught, wincing against the burn, and hands the flask back.

"Or kissin' the wrong person."

She could mean Sam, or Doc, or both, at this point.