[ Theon thinks he hasn’t had horse piss, but he can’t actually confirm. He’s put a lot of questionable things in his body, and the taverns he frequented in Winter Town are not always of the highest quality. But coin was always freely available and horse piss or not, he never had to struggle to pay for it. ]

I would wager someone emptied the contents of their privy into a bottle and called it wine.

[ He doesn’t have anything to wager, but this might be the first thing they’ve agreed upon. ]

Do people drink this willingly?

[ He glances around, hoping to spot literally anyone drinking this faux-wine without grimacing. He finds several. ]