"I guess I could make it a habit out of guessing ages. I tend to be not so far off. You're only a year older than me." Not that he was trying to make her feel old. If anything, he wanted her to feel like she could do anything at her age. He was only twenty-six years of age and he had the bragging rights to admit he pretty much owned a bar. "I bet you will still look twenty-seven a few years from now."
He leaned in even closer, almost to where his lips were close to her ears. He wasn't trying to be fresh...well maybe he was. But the point was, the last thing he wanted was to be decked in the face by either her or perhaps a boyfriend that planned to show himself later. "You're one of the most beautiful people I've ecountered and believe me, there are plenty around here."
He chuckled a bit when it came to calling her cute over pretty. "You're both. You're beautiful and cute. I think you can be both, it's possible."