The flask is handed back to Qrow—no, more like it's shoved in his general direction. Never let her touch that thing again. The alcohol is so bitter, as if there's no flavour at all beyond... well, alcohol!

"No, but I feel like my entire body is burning," Weiss responds. Her voice is slightly hoarse from the coughing and the alcohol passing down her throat. She'll at least sound fine later on once her body's recovered. "How can you even drink that? You may as well drink isopropyl alcohol or something."

Of course she has to comment on it. Not because of her constant need to throw shade at people, but because that really was an unpleasant drink. She doesn't like to drink that much, but she's at least a social drinker. Cocktails like strawberry sunrise (Thanks, Yang!) are delicious because they're sweet and fruity and you can barely taste the alcohol. You also end up not feeling drunk until you actually are. That's a lot better for her, apparently.