"Oi!" Gretch swatted at his hand half-heartedly, then paused and leaned back, peering at Trev. "I said nothing about buying you a pint." She retorted, eating another few chips, already feeling better. "I just ordered you one, Scabior."
She shook her head and downed the rest of her pint, signalling for another. "Trying to take advantage of my kindness like that. For shame."