"here's your wine, master." says your newly hired maid, who took a suspiciously long amount of time with delivering your beverage.

You look down at the drink, nothing seems wrong with it at first glance, you can see your servant peering at it too, but you read confusion on her face

"actually-- I think it's best if I drink this!" she says, snatching the goblet from you and gulping down it's contents.

"oh... Shit." She curses under her breath, something was definetly wrong with that drink, and now, it seems as if something might be wrong with her as she stares at you in quite a... Forward manner.