"Are you always that polite?" he inquired after she thanks the waiter.
He looked up from the drink and saw her looking at him. Holding his glass loosely between relaxed fingers, he leaned towards her. One elbow was propped on the edge of the table and the other on the edge of his knee. Restless was a good word to describe the feeling settling quickly on him. Perhaps it was Leah's misfortune to be the one sitting next to him. It remained to be seen. Not everyone could handle CJ when he was being less than charming.
"You know they got a casino in this place? You wouldn't happen to be feeling lucky tonight, would you?" A mischievous grin spread across his face. "I'm hoping to get lucky."