"A Long Island," Sam nodded with a grin, mixing up the drink for her. It was strange, but only a few months ago he'd had no clue how to make even the most basic Earth cocktail, but now they came like a second nature to him. He mixed up a couple, one for her and one for him. Since it was his alcohol now, he might as well enjoy it and as cocktails went it was one of the less girly ones.
"Hey, this is nothing to do with macho posturing," he protested with a half smirk as he handed her the glass and began to move them over to one side to one of the empty booths. "This is just making sure you're not about to get hurt any time soon. I mean the guy has good taste, in pie and women, I just want to be sure he fully appreciates it."