"Usually, yeah." Shepard smiles in a weary sort of way; the offer is, truthfully, not one she takes up often, but around this ship... She's spent a lot of her time thus far frustrated that there isn't much to do to help their situation. Though she's far from a regular drinker, she has taken to one or two more per week than she had in the past.

"Where to?" she asks, rolling her shoulders and cracking her neck. Since she's only been around for two jumps prior, she still isn't particularly acquainted with the major "social spots" of the ship, if they even exist.