At the bar

Kylie sat down next to Roy, she was having a hard time reading his intentions. He wasn’t ogling her or even giving her a side glance. He was being very formal and professional.
“Hello Kylie, I bought you a White Russian. Same thing you drank at the Christmas party”
She smiled as she took the drink, she didn’t realize Roy had asked for a triple shot of vodka.
What Roy hadn’t realized is that it wasn’t needed. She had not intended on talking about more than Charlotte. Yet her imagination was on overdrive as she drove to the hotel. She was thinking of all the ways to persuade Roy, or what Roy might ask from her