Ouch, tough crowd. But good taste, and good idea. Think I'll have the same. I assume you aren't going to sneak off on me and leave me lonely for the rest of the night?

[He is a gentleman, after all, he'll do the dutiful guy thing and get her a drink. Maybe she'll be a little friendlier with some booze lubing her up. He wouldn't mind getting friendly with her. Little sharper and scrawnier than he usually likes, but she has balls. There's just something about a smart classy bitch with brass ones.]

Time goes a lot faster in good company, you know.