Bigby huffs (but doesn't puff) a small chuckle. "I'm not your average kinda wolf." As if that wasn't obvious, but hey, sometimes it bears saying. "Don't wanna drink all your liquor, but I'll have a sip, if you're offerin'."

Having something poured straight into his muzzle is a bit undignified, but it's better than lapping it out of a bowl like he's a dog. It ain't natural. Not that whiskey is either, but there's a line here. Nope, a splash straight on the tongue'll do, thanks much.