meredith began to strut away but decided that she still needed that beer.she sat by a rather pretty girl, and said in a southern drawl "well, hello." meredith then looked up and saw a beautiful redheaded women, "i assume you handle drinks?" she said in her regular tone, a smooth, low voice , that when used with anger caused the perfect effect.she awaited her response and took the the time to stare at the beautiful young girl next to her.