"Anna?" she echoes, the name ringing a bell. But Anna is a common name, at least to her and who knows how many there are here.

"Oh?" That gets her to lift her head and look over properly, brow raised in interest. "And what's that?"

Softly Rose laughs, studying Mindy again. "You seem a little young for that." But what can she say really, many of her alternates were still in their teens when they became alcoholics. "I'll pour you a cup, and if you really find it so terrible i suppose we can always find some whisky to give it a bit more of a kick."