She studied the content of the glass for a second, then knocked it back in one shot.
"Oh." Her eyes stung, watered, and she rasped, "Yeah, that's good." She set the glass down, looked back at Dean. "I really shouldn't get into the habit of this, but you know what? I think I might need a pub crawl real soon."
As for the other question...
"Yeah, there's been people in and out. I've avoided most of them, you know, I wasn't..." She ran a hand through her hair. "I wasn't his wife, you know? What are people going to say to me?"