[She'd be offended if he didn't check her out. She refilled his glass and shot him a look.] Oh, Dean. If I was ever going to kill you, it wouldn't be with something so trivial as poison.
[Meg slid his glass back over to him.] Rough...week. You saw the monumentally idiotic thing your feathered friend did, right? [She rolled her eyes. Stupidest thing she'd ever seen. And she'd seen a lot of stupid stuff in her time.]