"Another wine, it is." Korrin glances over to the bartender and gestures for another one. "Just don't let anyone bully you into trying dwarven ale; imagine distilled dirty socks and thongs and there you go, only worse. That's not an experience anyone needs, I promise you that." She chuckles and stretches, getting comfortable enough to wonder if she's going to be able to get up again any time soon. "We have a holiday coming up several weeks from now in Firstfall, called Satinalia. There's tons of feasting, so if Skyhold does it any justice, you'll have a ton of new experiences -and foods- to try."