"Maybe they were just... forks?" She holds one up for comparisons sake. "Also, I think a group of rats is more correctly refered to as a rabble, but... same difference."

It's not that she doesn't believe Meg. It's fun to antagonize-slash-mock, and she doesn't get many openings with the ever-liberal Meg.

"Were there burning torches that were actually short taper candles for eating by?"