*That's just the way it is for Faye. She is used to taking herself drinking alone. In fact, Faye is so used to it that she doesn't even consider how sad that must seem to anyone else. At this point, she's had a few drinks, which takes the nasty edge off her, so he even gets a small smile as he sits down*

Apparently not. But even if you were out a lot, this is a crap load of alcohol. What kinda drink are you after? I had a couple of good cocktails, and this cider is nice.

*She slides her glass over to him so he can take a sip if he wants to*