Matt didn't usually frequent grocery stores but he'd woke up that morning and had been completely out of anything resembling breakfast food... and beer. That just wouldn't do. The whole point of having a mini-fridge in a college dorm was to keep beer in it... and he really loved his strawberry Poptarts.
Though, there were certainly perks to going to the grocery store... like the very fine looking woman standing in front of him. Honestly, if he would have thought that chicks like that did their own shopping, he'd go to Piggly Wiggly instead of the bar.
"It's smooth," he continued. "Something like a Black and Tan.
Matt was only twenty-two but he'd been drinking since he was sixteen years old and he certainly knew what he was talking about.