Gaila doesn't grin, nothing so obvious. She compresses her grin into a cheerful, delightedly wicked little smile, her bright blue eyes getting brighter.

Not that Jim had managed to get to the point of telling her what they are doing before the other man turned up, but alcohol? Proper alcohol?

Sigh her up and show her the damn coding.

"And he's only been here a couple of months," she adds. "It's been like a year. I mean, I know Guinan keeps the real stuff somewhere, buuuuut-"

It could be right here.

"You interested?"