[ Her eyes become narrow slits. ]

Oh, is it? [ There's a slow, evil smile spreading across her face that completely takes over her sadness. Rapunzel, excited now, scoots and leans over so she can take the glass herself. ]

I've never had alcohol... Mother had wine sometimes on special occasions. Ale. Mead. Things like that? Never me, though...

[ HEH HEH HEH HEH ]