He wasn't going to argue with her assessment, as Alex knew plenty of girls who would have a crack at him simply for his wallet. It was one of the hazards of being an Archer, after all.
"Coffee sounds good," he said with a bright smile. "There's a gourmet coffee shop right around the corner, I believe." Alex didn't have the memory for class material, but he was surprisingly good at memorizing the good shops and eateries in town and in the mall. He made it a point to know where the best of the best was. Surely, that was more likely to come in handy than, say, what happened in 1984.