(He can't help the way that his mouth twists together to try and hide a smile. The guy was really committing to the bit, wasn't he? He pops his chin onto his own hand, watching Corry the same way Corry had been watching him just moments before.)
Wise choice. I'm judgmental even without a bad drink. (He actually winks because apparently that's what he's going with this fine evening, but he thinks this guy might actually like that sort of thing. He watches the man order for him (and the fact that the man calls him a he which admittedly makes an actual curl of appreciation lift in his stomach.) Then he appreciates the drink choice.
He takes another sip from his water and raises both his brows.)
What do you think? (He not so subtly waggles his fingers in his lap, making a point on the X on the back of his palm.)
I'm tragically uncultured. But you got lucky. I'm not big on Long Islands, but I might like this one. (So, in other words, he's impressed. When the drink comes, he gives a nearly shy and polite 'thank you' to the bartender before taking a sip. His eyes lighten in a matter of seconds.)
Oh. Oh, all right. (He grins again. He takes the slice of lemon out to squeeze over the drink before bringing the lemon up to his mouth and just...eats it right down to the rind, gazing at Corry calmly the entire time, before he slides it completely out of his mouth in a delicate yellow bend and sets the rind into his water.)
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Date: 2023-12-31 08:40 am (UTC)Wise choice. I'm judgmental even without a bad drink. (He actually winks because apparently that's what he's going with this fine evening, but he thinks this guy might actually like that sort of thing. He watches the man order for him (and the fact that the man calls him a he which admittedly makes an actual curl of appreciation lift in his stomach.) Then he appreciates the drink choice.
He takes another sip from his water and raises both his brows.)
What do you think? (He not so subtly waggles his fingers in his lap, making a point on the X on the back of his palm.)
I'm tragically uncultured. But you got lucky. I'm not big on Long Islands, but I might like this one. (So, in other words, he's impressed. When the drink comes, he gives a nearly shy and polite 'thank you' to the bartender before taking a sip. His eyes lighten in a matter of seconds.)
Oh. Oh, all right. (He grins again. He takes the slice of lemon out to squeeze over the drink before bringing the lemon up to his mouth and just...eats it right down to the rind, gazing at Corry calmly the entire time, before he slides it completely out of his mouth in a delicate yellow bend and sets the rind into his water.)
You win.