You've been making your way across the visitor center compound, and see a velociraptor walking along with the bartender's arm in its mouth. Somehow this bottle is still clenched by the bartender's hand. Plenty of rye spice on the nose, but also some orange. Rye bread, leather, some oak, and a noticeable earthy taste. It's very heat forward that fades almost completely by mid palate. It's not bad, but save yourself the stress of having to play tug of war with that velociraptor. It's not worth trying to save that bottle.