"I didn't know fae hospitality extended to drink pairings," Natasha says lightly, clearly teasing. "If I'd known that, maybe I'd have visited sooner."

Hard to say though—it might help with the charm, but he would still be devilishly handsome even if he'd have tried to pair the salad with another beer.

Some other beers.

If he'd have tried to pair it with a Russian stout, she might have had to walk out.