Grimm didn't ask permission as he took the seat next to her. If she really wanted he had no doubt that she would shoo him away. He didn't think she would. He watcher her, completely unbothered by the silence between them. He was taking the opportunity to examine her closer. She truly was the most beautiful and intriguing girl he had ever met.
"They'll have a good time without me." He told her. his never left her as she looked away for a moment. What was it about this girl. He obviously wasn't the only one that saw it though as the bartender had clearly been pay close attention to her. Grimm grinned at the man. as the bartender moved on.
"Who doesn't like Jameson?" He asked. He noticed that something had shifted as she turned back to him. She was suddenly more engaged. He didn't question it as he smiled at her. he had been told far to many times just how infections his grin was. As he smiled at her it suddenly dawned on him that she might not actually know who he was.
"I'm Grimm" he told her as he took the shot from her hand. He paused before he spoke again. "What should we toast to?" he asked her.