Ezra picked up his hand again, for nothing but to hold up one finger. "One, I resent the accusation that there's no alcohol present in this room," he said, without even glancing over.

Sure, he wasn't a big drinker himself, but there was a certain image thing (along with the kind of company he kept) that demanded he was generally stocked on things like these.

He held up another finger. "Two, I didn't specify which things."