"I like everything!" he assures her with a grin. And he probably will, although he may end up dumping fruit in it or something. Highbrow, this boy is not.

He can't help but laugh at her reassurance she can handle the liquor. "Well, a'ight, if you like vodka you can probably handle the moonshine. It's about the same kinda strength."

Watching he look over the drinks, it occurs to Cricket that Runa is exactly the sort of girl Jack always made eyes at as they were growing up. Sweet to the core, but a little wild. "The white lightning's more burn than flavor," he tells her, pointing to one of the jars. "The apple's got a little sweetness to it. They're both pretty good with lemonade in 'em. Probably you could mix a taste of the wine in, too, actually, but I ain't tried that."