Pria: Ed, I believe this calls for a round.

Ed: Coming right up!

Louis: Not so fast, boychick!  For tonight, the Valle Duk.

Ed: Are you sure?

[[A blue jug is found between two dusty wine bottles]]

[[Bubbe intones an incantation in an alien tongue]]

[[Bubbe touches her fingers to her lips]]

[[and then touches the jug]]

[[Four goblets are raised together]]

Toast: Bond of blood and liquid fire.  Strength of will, temp'red desire.  
Hands hold the heart of the world, and rouse the kernel's ire.