Cash followed Hudson's steps. He inhaled the smell of the whiskey, and let the air sit in his mouth when he swirled the whiskey. He took a sip of the liquor and let it sit on his tongue for a minute before he swallowed. Cash was grinning when he looked back up at Hudson. This method was a lot slower, but it wasn't bad — it let him actually taste the whiskey.

"It's good," he said, "Your method lets me get — nutmeg?" He looked at Hudson with his eyebrow raised, hoping that he was on the right track — it would be rather embarrassing if he wasn't.