Maria knew what battery acid smelled like, and she had a feeling that it would be insulted by the comparison. "I'd favor a hallucinogenic, just to see something more normal than all of that." Far enough away but not quite willing to retreat to more private quarters -- which weren't private enough for her tastes in a celebration like that -- she let out a sharp breath as she leaned against the wall. "But then again I'd really rather not go out with operatives and operators all shaky from withdrawal or addiction or whatever the hell. You freshly unplugged or just from somewhere saner?"