"Well maybe you're not doing it right." Meg held her drink close at hand but didn't sip. It would take more alcohol than they would conceivable give her in this place to get her drunk, but that certainly wasn't the case with him. She found herself intrigued by the very idea. What would he be like a little tipsy? What would he say to her then? She set her glass down conveniently close to him and leaned in a little bit, giving him a smirk.
"Come on, Tiger. Hit me with your best shot. Show me your moves and I'll tell you how you're doing."