"Well, it's not cheap. I don't think--and I'm just assuming--that you throw this stuff around casually gor just anyone." Not that she was feeling special, or anything. She didn't think she had reason to feel special.
Megan eyed the beer cautiously. Was this some kind of test? "That is more my speed," she admitted, "But I don't think it will suffice after this." She nursed the whiskey in the glass in front of her to make a point.