Finishing off the lager, Rey answers Maketh's question by reeling her arm back and chucking the bottle. It sails over the water a good several yards out, before plunking into the sea.

The idea was for it to hit a wall, but Rey doesn't seem very surprised, either. She just gestures in the direction of the littered bottle and shrugs. "Well. Farther than that."

Isn't she so helpful?