She knows these things and he does not. He has noted the popularity of the moving pictures, but it is Hollywood that confirms that they are beyond a fad. He is quiet for a while. His smile sinks a little, but does not vanish, as he broods over what this could mean for him.
Remembering that he has a guest to entertain, he throws his bourbon down his throat and exhales, clapping his palms lightly on the table. "Well, you're good at them!" She's a natural. Now, it's time to introduce himself.
"What are your opinions on guns?" His hand goes into his jacket, and he takes one out and sets it on the table. It is small, cute, and portable, and he spins it in a circle with his hand as he smiles at her.
The waitress comes by and brings him another drink, as well as another one for the young lady. The revolver goes unacknowledged.