"A secret squirrel, hmm?" he said through his smirk. Leaning back into his seat, he gently pushed the drink menu across the table. "I was thinking of ordering something red, what do you think? I was considering Montoya Cabernet, but if you have another recommendation, I'd be interested in hearing it."
He looked her over. From the multiple colors in her hair to the way she talked, and even how she moved, she was different from the others. It was refreshing, to be honest, as this place seemed so dull and gray as of late. "My name's Jim. Moriarty has a nice ring to it though, so I generally offer it as a one-name deal. However, you're free to call me whatever you like."