Interdimensional Traveler

You ask one of the Britt clones if there is any alcohol.

"Of course, there's alcohol, silly!" one of them exclaims. You follow her to the kitchen fridge, which is full of beer, wine, vodka, malt liquor, some weird red stuff in a Kool-Aid pitcher that you're sure isn't Kool-Aid."

"So, what are you having?"