C5 | Susan + Henry
He grinned and nodded. Susan was a rather old-fashioned name – and as a twenty-plus guy with the name Henry? He totally understood not digging the old classics. “Susie. Cool. Nice to meet you, Susie!”
With her drink order in mind and a refill ordered, Henry nodded, strolled over to the little drink station, and started mixing. He leaned a little harder on the cranberry than the vodka (he didn’t want to be accused of trying to ply the poor girl with alcohol – and who knew how strong she wanted it?) but soon he was walking back to her table with a refilled drink in one hand and a beer in the other.
Even if he wasn’t feeling the buzz too hard for too long, it could be fun while it lasted. Stupid regenerative healing!
“Here you are, m’lady,” he put her drink down in front of her and took a seat again. “That seems like the type of thing you should say to someone named Susan—Susie,” he corrected himself.