Re: Roman | Marsh: OPEN
He raised a tentative brow at the other man’s statement. “Forgive me I haven’t had the chance to introduce myself. Names Marsh.” He offered out his hand to the stranger. If he was going to gawk at Marsh’s revealing clothing, at least he could get a name.
“I like it over ice, three medium sized cubes, no more, no less.” Often too much ice ruined the flavors and watered it down too much, but the smell of the ethanol when neat didn’t appeal to Marsh.