She's going to shove this spoon up his nose, just wait for it. For now, though, she adds the wet ingredients he'd painstakingly put together to the rest of this concoction, then starts to mix, looking thoughtful.

"You look like a fortnightly washed hobo-- as in a fortnight ago," Rahzel decides. Then her expression goes a little more stern. "Underaged drinking messes with braincells and stunts growth-- it's also incredibly irresponsible. And beer tastes like white trash pee."

There will be no underage drinking in this house, thanks. As she mixes, she whips the spoon out and practically shoves it into Bucky's mouth.

"Here, try that. It'll bring some youth back to you. Hopefully"