The trio chugged on, beer after beer, while still trying to pull what information they could. Lawrence answered everything with a smile.
After thirty minutes or so, Ron was wasted, and Riker was also getting there. Meg knew it was time to get anything useful out of Lawrence.
Everything he said was just a song of praise to Silva, and that wasn't what she was looking for. She wanted something that would pull Silva down, something that would expose him.
"Thank you for the drinks," she said. She got up and placed a gold coin on the counter before dragging Ron and Riker out.
The amount she dropped was quite much compared to what she and her friends drank, but Lawrence knew she was seeking information, and the extra was just a payoff.
Luckily, he didn't even know anything that could implicate the king.
