Janelle frowned and said, "It's too... close?" Looking around the room, she rushed over to a broom and brought it back to the keg. "Here, look."
The woman held the broom against the ground with the business end straight in the air. Taking a hand, she measured in a straight horizontal line from the end of the broom to her chin. Picking the broom up, she placed it in the same orientation, but this time inside the keg. The head of the broom ended at her forehead. "The bottom must be much thicker than a normal keg. Probably why it seemed like a short fill!"
Nearly forgetting the rest of Brue's questions, Janelle replied, "Probably aged in the keg itself, but it doesn't really take long for the insides to absorb. Unfortunately, Preston was my only source of ale."