Odo titled his head. This one was really clever. "I tried ingesting organic food before," he replied, staying safely on the physical issue. "It was a messy experience. But if it makes you more comfortable..." he extended his hand, which turned into a shiny brownish alien goo, then rematerialized, only this time holding a perfect imitation of one of the bar's glasses, filled with some liquor. "See? I can blend in. It is always useful, wherever I am. Including when I get back to DS9. If. No, when."