"If you say so," Savannah said with skepticism, though smiled. It was nice to just talk, even if he wasn't exactly talking back. She knew he was listening and that was what mattered.
She let out a low whistle as he declared is favorite alcoholic beverage of choice, presuming just from the name that it was high quality. "Can't say I've ever had it. The bar I worked at in college didn't exactly carry top shelf liquors." She'd seen way too many 21st birthdays celebrated there and poured from way too many handles of Popov vodka. Stuff was like damn rubbing alcohol.
"I like gin. Something about the juniper is so strange but good, you know? Besides, a gin and tonic is a classic. You can almost never go wrong when you order one of those." Anyone with two brain cells could mix up one of those.