There's another nose wrinkle here, if only for the word 'snarf.' Leads to all sorts of grunting, snuffling, pig-like connotations, should she ever see Mel at a meal.

While Mel goes about drinking gross things, Rachel checks the tiny door to see if that's the key is for. Otherwise, they're snagging things they don't really need and carrying them around.

She glances at Mel over her shoulder next. Honestly, she's only pretty sure about the whole liquid-equals-tiny-Mel thing and would really prefer to not be wrong here.