Well, she'll definitely have to cock an eyebrow at that, watching the other girl fill her glass. She felt a small victory at the fact that her glass still had a little bit to go before it was gone, which meant she could try to sensibly milk this for all it's worth while Samantha moved onto her second.

"That dammed clown?" she asks, feigning curious innocence and both of her elbows on the table. "Is there a little special someone I should be knowing about?"