[Well that really is a strong grip. But she's shaken the hands of Captain America, Iron Man, and various other heroes and they all could have crushed her fingers between thumb and forefinger.] Tom. Nice to meet you...
[At the mention of the disposal of the bottle, Tandy looks to the bottler...then putting a dry oh-you-must-be-kidding-me glare on Tom.] Really. Well then. [She tips the bottle over into the plants...pouring out the alcohol.]
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[At the mention of the disposal of the bottle, Tandy looks to the bottler...then putting a dry oh-you-must-be-kidding-me glare on Tom.] Really. Well then. [She tips the bottle over into the plants...pouring out the alcohol.]