I left Zane alone in the dining room (aka our bedroom at the moment) for a few minutes and when I returned....
I found him pressing his face to the floor eagerly slurping up water he had just poured there from a cup (plastic thankfully) he had grabbed off of a bar-stool-height chair.
Dude. I totally would have gotten you some clean water.
Oh well....at least it wasn't something stronger*. :)