"Can't say that about New York." he chuckled a little, reaching a hand for her beer. "May I?"
He took the beer from her and while he was lining the bottle top up with the counter edge he tilt his face back toward her, "And what might those words be?" Once he got the bottle lined up just how he wanted it he smacked the top of the bottle, popping the cap off and then sliding the bottle back to her.