Henry Russell certainly wouldn't drink it, if he did, Charlotte Cooper would definitely leave him here today.
He glared at the gloating Susan Hawk, handed the bowl to Charlotte Cooper, and then filled his own bowl with her empty one.
Susan Hawk seemed to be deliberately against him, the more he didn't like what she was doing, the more she showed intimacy with him. Henry Russell spent the whole meal under the disgruntled glare of Charlotte Cooper.
Susan Hawk had some wine, so she didn't drive back. Henry Russell saw the glowering look in Charlotte Cooper's eyes and pushed away Susan Hawk's outstretched hand.
"I have no time to drive you back, I can call a drive-home service for you," he said.
"Then what's the use of you? I can get home on my own." Susan Hawk hailed a taxi after saying that.
After getting in the car, she wound down the window and smiled at Charlotte Cooper, "See you on set tomorrow."
No one said a word on the way home.