Though she wasn't entirely capable, Joanie knew what had just happened there. She was catching herself. Throwing back half of her beer, she leaned back against the bar. It wasn't a good idea to pursue it. When people censored themselves like that, it was for a reason. She wasn't about to poke at her.
She snorted. "Because he's not here just for the sake of gettin' you drunk?" she asked, giving her a goofy grin.