Only a year older than him, huh? Well, that made her feel a little bit better. He sort of had a young face, what could she say? Leti chuckled a little bit, though, not able to help it. "I certainly hope I'll still look twenty-seven. Apparently hispanic women age very gracefully, so I'm counting on that. Don't want to end up looking like a bruja." Then again, having a kid could very well make her look older than she was. It all depended.
As he leaned in closer, she didn't move. It wasn't a bother, really. It was New Year's. She was relaxing and having a good time. So a guy possibly getting fresh wasn't going to tick her off...unless he got obnoxious. "You probably say that to all the girls. Pero, gracias. It's nice to have someone call me beautiful." Lord knew that she didn't have a boyfriend or a husband to do it.
Apparently she was both cute and beautiful. It wasn't an insult, so who was she to complain? Leti shrugged a bit. "If you say so, then I won't argue." As she spoke, she noticed that her drink was empty. Tequila sunrises were a favorite of hers, so it was never a surprise when she'd managed to finish one while having a conversation. "Uno mas tequila sunrise por favor?" she asked. Spanglish was normal for her, so she was hoping it wouldn't put him off too much.