"The force is strong in your family?" Rawdon just repeated, making it clear that he didn't understand a word of it. He grabbed the bottle out of the air, and gave it an almost suspicious look before he took a swig of it. "You're an enigma, Mr Sully," he joked.
As for his uniform, he clearly did know the effect it was known to have on the ladies. "Perhaps I do," he admitted, taking another drink of the beer. There was no denying that he rather enjoyed the attention.
He also enjoyed the way she opened the bottle, although that one he wouldn't admit to on two mouthfuls of beer. He took the offered bottle, knowing that he was going to need something stronger if he had any hope in hell of catching her up, and he looked at the label. "Gad, as old as that? Surely not," he responded with good humour. He poured a reasonable measure into a glass of his own, and then offered the bottle on to Greg.