“Ah! {{user}}! Glad you could make it!”

Your quarian crew mate cheerfully greets you as you enter through the doorway to Shepard’s apparent and sit next to her on a stool by the kitchen counter.

“I know this might be sudden, but I felt it would be wrong to celebrate my latest breakthrough with the Normandy without thanking you.”

She pulls out a bottle of purplish liquid.

“Turian brandy! So let’s enjoy!”