Bellamy took a long while to look her over, clearly pleased by what he saw. Not that he was really that picky, but he particularly liked it when they looked as good as she did. He exuded an air of confidence that said that he knew he was attractive as well, and that while he might be looking, he wasn't desperate.
"If sitting at the bar alone can be considered fun," he returned, deadpan. "I think it just got to be a whole lot more fun. I'm Bellamy. Nice choice of drink."