Jack laughed whenever Meg put her arm around him, feeling as though he was being held in a choke hold. He slid his arm around her waist, and rest his hand on her knee, this way if she decided to fall, he'd hopefully catch her first. "With all that vodka in your body, you might want to put that drink down Meg. I mean, I really don't want you puking in my lap or anything, that'd really put a damper on things," Jack teased and reached over onto the bar to pick up his beer. From over Megan's shoulder, Jack grinned at Susan and gave her a small wink.
"I've been fine," Jack shrugged swirled the beer around in his mug, "And from the sound of it, you've been brilliant, eh? How come you didn't dance with us?" He was only playing along with Megan, hoping that she wouldn't let on that this whole thing was a setup. He was really starting to enjoy his conversation and the time he was spending with Susan.