Only the one. I prefer to spend fifty bits on one good drink then the same amount getting sun-blasted plastered. Besides, I was drinking to forget... that Overlord Zetta apparently has PURIENT INTEREST in me.

(She shudders.)

Now let me have a look at you.

(Her horn flares blue-white, and so do her eyes. What kind of magic does she see? Unicorn pink and Lyra's own teal, but what else?)