The question is always where the line gets drawn. Is it at one? If not there, where? Three? Five nights like that? Over a month? In a row? She doesn't know the answers to her own concerns, which makes her horribly unprepared to discuss them or respond the way she wants to.

Instead Meredith sighs and shakes her head. "Is everything okay?" It's not as if she hasn't gone drinking just because before, but it always seems to increase with him when things are bad. If it's the former, then she doesn't have to worry. But then, she doesn't always trust him to answer that question honestly. God knows she usually doesn't.