She pressed her lips together at the innuendo but showed no other sign of reaction. "For you?" Megara turned, grabbing a stout mug. A few steps behind her and to the right and she filled it up with water from the tap, plunking it down on the bar in front of him, eyebrow raised.

"Water. I'm sure you're a real hoot when you're drunk, but I've already broken enough stuff today without your help." With that, she briefly flashed a small smile, looking aside. "If you're nice, maybe I'll get you some juice."