Perfect! Megan was a bit glad she didn't have to do much persuading. Un-pocketing the bottle she placed it temporarily on the surface of the table so that she could apply enough force to twist off the resealed top. "Nate's a good brother," she commented as she tossed the cap onto the table. "He shows his love in contraband of all kinds," she grinned as she raised the bottle to her lips. Taking a sip of the beverage she instantly felt warmer and the mild, yet tantalizing, burning sensation down her throat was met with an "aah" reflex.
"And I'm glad to share it," she said as she quickly and casually passed the bottle to Wayne and straddled the bench he'd made room for her on.