Njoki looks down at her drink and then over to Alan's and chuffs in annoyance. She's fairly sure that whatever it is, it's alcoholic and that means she ought to find a polite way to tip it into a plant.

"Alan, I loathe you and everything you stand for." Still, she accepts her drink and takes a wary sip before wrinkling up her nose and delicately putting the glass back on the table.