It wasn't an issue to him that she was practically towering over him, Raven just chalked it up to his luck. He appreciated the fact that she didn't call him 'cute' or 'little' though.
"This is true, and if they we'd have to chase them down." he replied, giving a goofy smile. She was dressed to kill and he certainly hoped that he didn't have to beat off other guys with a stick.
While she went and shut off the music Raven waited in the hallway, amused by her reaction. He thought it was an interesting beat, but not something he could deal with constantly.
"I know of a place downtown which has a kind of Texas roadhouse vibe to is, they actually have mescal. Otherwise if you can find a place that serves it, absinthe can be pretty damn potent." he wasn't a fan of the flavor, but he knew it definitely did the trick.
"Well, since I have your permission I should warn you, I've got some crazy moves." he smirked as he responded, glancing at her again in a quick effort to gauge if he'd be able to carry her if needed. Frankenstein boots aside, she definitely looked small enough.
This was a good thing, since he had a feeling he'd end up having to carry her home before the end of the night.