Why not let her tell me?

"Go on. I want to hear some more." Her voice had lowered to a sultry purr.

"And...That's pretty much it, I guess. You don't be a bitch to me, and I won't be an asshole to you," I finished.

She faux-pouted and put her hands on her hips. "What happened to that commanding tone? I kinda liked it."

Didn't know she'd be turned on by that sorta thing.

"Well, even if it's not beer, I still need something to drink. Where's your kitchen?"