Ellie stares at him a moment, trying to decipher this statement through a lifetime of bad information. When she was thirteen, the military boarding school made her class take a substance abuse course that was about as delicate and informative as one generally gets when you're thirteen and at a substance abuse course. Joel always looked down on drinking alcohol because it was a liability, especially when it could be used to disinfect wounds or make Molotov cocktails. She stares at him.

"Are you an alcoholic or something?"