She shook her head. "Where were your parents?" she asked. Sure, her dad offered the occasional glass of Mimosa, but that was hardly getting drunk, and he ran background checks on her tutors and friends.
Alexis looked at him with eyes wide. "Are you sure you're from Texas? Isn't Taylor mandatory listening? I love her. I have all her songs, knew all of them." She smiled. "So who do you like?"