She sort of reminded him of his little sister, which made him internally shake his head. The clothes she was wearing, and the condom in his pocket? Not good to think of his sister. He didn't really hear her first comment and gave her a sort of small smirking grin as he followed her and then internally shook off what he did hear.
"You got mugged for your dog?" The idea of some dude coming up and calling 'put your hands up. give me your dog' seemed just an odd scenario all around; but weirder things had happened in New York he was sure.
"Heineken, sure." Walking over to her, Jason sort of leaned on the counter and took it from her, one arm loosely crossing over the other. "So- you like our band? Scott said he recognized your name."