There it was, a distinct clack, clack, clack. It was a perfect cue. He looked down at the second tumbler of amber liquid, taking it in his fingers and placing it just off to his right in time for her to step up to the bar. He looked down to her high heels, which had given her away then up to her face as she looked down at the drink then at him. She had been about to catch the barman's attention but no need, she figured.
"Well, thank you." She smiled teasingly, taking the short glass. "How did you know?"
"I've been waiting for a person with good taste... been a couple of attempts." He grinned to her. She raised the glass to her lips, taking a slow sip. He did the same, not breaking eye contact from her. Finally, she placed the tumbler on the bar again.
"So what exactly did you have planned here? Pique my interest with a drink and see if you can try your luck?" He shook his head and turned to face forward.
"I don't plan things anymore." He took a sip. "I just know what I'd like." He looked up to her again.