Now you've just broken my heart, crazycakes. [ Not that she expected the underage girl to get away with toting a bottle or two of alcohol, anyway. One person or another would have stopped her, and depending on who it was probably tried to lecture her.

She's sure that would have gone over fabulously. If it ever happens, Meg hopes she's nearby. River doesn't seem like she would be overly pleased with a lecture. ]

The hair? [ She'll just take a small section between her fingers, rubbing the strands with a slightly disgusted look. ] I voted against it. Not big on being blonde. [ Anymore. When she'd taken over the body of Meg Masters those few short years ago, her own hair change had been spite, cutting it off and dying it just because she could, and the true Meg Masters had no way to stop her. ] Plan on changing it back soon. When I get up and walking around again.

[ She's sure as hell not going to give Crowley the satisfaction of seeing his mark on her, as it were. ]