And Mack turns slightly in his seat to look at the older woman. His steely blue eyes cast down her quickly, taking in everything they can in the split second Mack allows his gaze to linger. Unless you're good at spotting that kind of thing, you'd be forgiven for thinking that nothing happened at all...

Instead, Mack seems to continue with the conversation with a derisive snort.

"Think I've had my ass beaten enough times, thanks." He remarks, taking up the bottle of beer set in front of him. He takes a gulp, before pausing...

And takes another, swilling it around his mouth... Then he frowns at the bottle.