Ric tilted his head the other direction, wondering what in the world - "There's no food in there...."

No idea what she was after, at all, but still not willing to argue with her about it. Anything in there, she could have. Nothing was important or valuable. Except maybe the alcohol. That was at the very bottom, though, and regardless of his status of physical addiction, he wasn't going to wrestle a wolf for his fix.