It's hard to squish that triumphant feeling she's got, but she's pretty pleased so far. Meg has no qualms with getting gross just to one up someone, especially this guy.

She knows when to draw the line between playing it up and being melodramatic about it, and she also knows if she doesn't snark back he'll know something's up. Lifting her head, she shoots him a glare. "You really know how to treat a lady right, don't you?"

Leaning over to the door, she presses her forehead against it, as if she's trying to cool herself off. "Come on, just open the window or something. Don't wanna ruin the backseat of this junker."