Anna can pout too, quite well in fact, so he just gets one in return when she hands the drink back. The bottle earns a small smile though, because if nothing else she knows that this at least is the good stuff. She doubts Gabriel would be caught dead with anything less.

"Well at least someone's going to have a good night then, hm?" She chuckles quietly, opening up the bottle and sniffing it briefly before looking around for a glass. She's had her classless drink from the bottle night, there's no need for a repeat of that. Not to mention enough of this stuff will actually have an effect, it seems.