Rattlesnake Jack just eyed Alpha, "Well, good thing ya carry the booze parts around. Even if, ya can throw it darn near everythin' I suppose. 'N ya sure it don't jus' add to the toxic nature of it, 'steada...Still general store oughta have spices 'n such." He gave a quick nod. "I'd reckon ya oughta search o'er there. Plus gotta y'know, go to the saloon fer some good booze." He mused for a moment, "Wonder if tender back in that weird establishment already got my order done."