[Slugger eyes him warily as Edward makes his way through the kitchen to the refrigerator and while he uncaps the untouched bottle. His gaze flashes once or twice between the milk and the man holding it. Of course it was true he hadn't abided by the new law today--it was moronic. But Edward's drone seemed very serious about it. Serious enough to kill someone. Still, Slugger doesn't attempt to flee the kitchen yet.]

It's probably poisoned or full of bugs. It always is.