This girl was amusing. She was really trying hard to play hard to get. Very aloof, but still talking to him. That was a good sign, right?
He grinned when she conceded the superiority of glasses over bottles and he leaned on the bar to hear what she had to say next. Her question surprised him a little bit, she really seemed like the type of girl who knew what she wanted. He raised a hand and stroked his chin in thought.
"Hmmm," he mused, "Hard to say without knowing what you like, but based on the t-shirt and those dimples, I'm going to recommend a Miami Vice. A little rum, a little pina colada, and a little daquiri. Strong and sweet." He tilted his head and raised a brow, wondering what she'd think about that idea.