[ The look she gives him is one he's all too familiar with, and perfectly comfortable with. She's not exactly subtle, but he doesn't mind that. He'd be lying if he said he doesn't like to be on the receiving end of the attention. ]
I know neither of those drinks. You have me intrigued.
[ To her question, he leans back just as the barkeep sets a glass down in front of him, gesturing towards it. There's a faint smile to match hers, the curvature to it calculated with precision. ]
I'll buy you the next one.
[ It's not a question, but she's free to tell him no. He doesn't think she will. ]
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I know neither of those drinks. You have me intrigued.
[ To her question, he leans back just as the barkeep sets a glass down in front of him, gesturing towards it. There's a faint smile to match hers, the curvature to it calculated with precision. ]
I'll buy you the next one.
[ It's not a question, but she's free to tell him no. He doesn't think she will. ]