Unfazed, she took a sip of her own.

Marcus, observing her, remarked, "It's been a few years. I thought you'd become more accustomed to drinking. Why only just one sip? Are you feeling unsafe?"

Melissa shifted slightly, contemplating the glass in her hand.

She smiled. "How could your car be unsafe, Mr. Fowler? You must be joking."

Marcus remained silent.