I would politely ask that you remain upwind from me if you plan on sampling the fine looking selection of tequila. I had the quintessential "Evil Tequila Experience" at the age of 19. Despite the fact that every single molecule in my body had been replaced since then, my stomach will not let me forget. I have no desire to ruin anyone's evening.
Also, bonus points for anyone willing to eat huitlacoche, aka "corn smut." (do not google image that one).