He was taking a long sip of his drink and staring over at some interesting people to his left, so intently that he did not even notice the woman until she spoke and was already sitting down.
Drink still to his lips, pretending to drink, his eyes snap over to the now sitting woman, who is still talking, and now telling him to buy her a drink (with a rather assertive tone that he finds attractive in most ladies).
When she makes some quip about him losing his tongue, he finally puts drink down, leans towards the woman, and gives her his most charming grin.
[font=Book Antiqua][color=#888888]"I might have, willing to help me find it?"
He raises an eyebrow and winks the other eye. Looking away briefly, he raises a hand to get the bartender's attention, shows one finger, and points at his drink.
[font=Book Antiqua][color=#888888]"As far as how sweet I think you are, I haven't even gotten your name, let alone had the chance to try a taste. My name is Alexander Nagy the First. A pleasure, I know."
<span style="color:#999999">"There are many ways this could go wrong. Let's try them all."</span>