Meg: At least you're finally speaking to me now..
::By his tone alone, Meg's entrance and abrupt self-invitation to his table hadn't settled well with him. But what could he do about it now. right? The Mannings freaking owned this place.. and Duncan was now just a customer just like the rest of them. Well, not just like the rest. He was a Kane, after all.::
Meg: Any particular reason why you're sitting here? I believe I ordered a malt shake, hold the bitch.