"I don't suggest anything. I pick a bottle and tell him to pick," Ginny responded, casting a slightly flirtatious smile at the bartender. He grinned back at her, topping off her drink with an extra shot before giving it to her.
"And I can keep a bloody secret. As long as no one asks while I'm still drunk," she said firmly, taking a swallow of her new drink. Much better. She wasn't particularly fond of girly fruity drinks, either. She wanted her alcohol to bite.