"Hey, let's not bring my age into this. I've aged extremely gracefully, and I think hold a youthful vigor because of it," Mal grinned and took another drink, then looked around at all of the patrons before nodding, "It's a good place. Though I'm a tad biased I s'spose."
Mal's eyes kept hold of hers a moment longer before finally pointing to the jukebox, tossing her a few coins from the register, "alright, this sad old timer music's boring me. Pick yourself a song on the box, I promise they'll learn to enjoy whatever you throw on."