“I don’t know, it’s pretty easy to do that now.” If he really wanted to, all he would have to do is bend down at a certain angle and he could see right up her skirt. But that wasn’t his style, so he wasn’t going to do it. “Well, then,” he started but before he could finish, she was already off the table and making her way to the bar. “Somebody doesn’t waste anytime,” he said to himself as he made his way over to the bar and told the bartender to give the blonde whatever she wanted, that it was on the house. He turned to face her, arm resting on the bar. “So, what’s your name?”