Yes, normally, that would've been the end to a normal grocery store conversation. However, the woman standing in front of him was completely hot and there was no way he was going to pass up the opportunity to converse with her.
"It's dark like a Guinness," he spoke again, his charming smile making a full appearance, "but smoother."
Rather than waiting and possibly missing the chance, he stepped forward and offered his hand to her. "I'm Matt."
He didn't bother playing the Northwestern football player card... not yet, anyway. Something told him that she really wouldn't be impressed by that.