"Yes," she said. "I normally drink a chardonnay or merlot, but I decided to try something different."
It was funny that he was so comfortable around her - not that Mary didn't like it. Perhaps it was because he felt he didn't stand a chance with her. That was probably untrue, if they had met under different circumstances. As it was, they were fine friends and Mary was interested in another man.
"What is Vegas, exactly?" Mary had heard people talking about it, but it didn't mean anything to her.