Meg does take a drink now, grinning at him as she turns her head to look at him properly.
"I was playing pool when you walked in," she said. She paused. "Other than that, I've been trying to keep my head down and. . .survive." She eyed him. "Somehow I don't think you're doing the same."
Meg licked her lips and bit down on her bottom lip for a moment, frowning. "Do you think. . .Do you believe. . ." She shakes her head and chugs down the rest of her drink.
Whatever. "Well," she says after she's finished. "What do you plan to do now?"