Leo called it the “Repack Kit.”

“It’s a repack,” Leo said. “It doesn’t sober you up. It doesn’t get you drunk. It unpacks the person you were when you walked in and repacks you as someone who can walk out.”

Leo leaned on the bar. “That’s a lot of packing to undo in one night.”

Leo nodded.

Sully stared at it. “That’s… water with weeds in it.”

“Drink it slow,” Leo said.

It was going to be one of those weeks. But that was fine. The Last Pour didn’t run out of whiskey. And it never, ever ran out of repacks.