"Gemma," she replied as she took her drink. She hadn't seen this guy around before, and wasn't exactly sure what to make of him yet. The cold drink felt great in her hand, and she could tell this guy was watching her. She'd wait for him to make the next move. Maybe she should just skip right to the end of the conversation, where it would inevitably go as it did with men every time she went into a bar. No, not yet. Make him earn it.