Megan had been in mid-laugh at Ron's rather interesting choice of toasting when she saw Spencer approaching. She tossed back the alcohol quicker than she might have at another time, grimacing as any decent lady would as it burned its way down her throat.
"You could say that," she answered Spencer, setting her glass back on the table and trying to keep her mood up despite his sudden appearance.
"Let's have another, Ron! We can toast to my chaperone for the evening, yeah? And his... interesting new invention!"