Accept his offer to buy you a drink

"Uhh, I'll have whatever you're having… I don't know this place too well," you tell him.

"Sounds good," he says, standing up and disappearing off into the crowd surrounding the bar.

"How do you know him?" you ask Melissa, mainly to fill a silence that descends upon the table when Waylon leaves.

"We went to high school together for all four years."

"Oh, nice. Did you date in high school?"

"Yeah, but not really. We were close friends, decided to go on a date to a party one night, then decided the next day we were better off just as friends."

"Oh I see"

"We get along well though, it's not awkward at all," she responds, reading your thoughts.

Waylon returns and sets down another large glass of beer in front of you, "here you go."

"Thanks, what is it?" you ask, taking an initial sip.

"It's a locally brewed amber ale."

"Thanks, it's good," you reply, taking a few more sips to show you mean it.

"Are you attending the college this fall?"

You shake your head, "No, I've actually graduated already, I went in Florida. I just happened to find a job here."

"Nice, did you just move up?"

"Yeah, I moved up earlier this week."

You lose track of time as conversation with Waylon flows easily for once. A while later you hear a clank as Melissa sets down her empty glass heavily to draw your attention.

"I'm gonna take off, I'll catch you guys later." she says as she stands.

You glance around, seeing it has grown late far more quickly than you realized. The bar is still extremely crowded, but none of the people you came with are in sight. Looking back at Waylon, you noticed his beer is empty, although you still have about a fourth left in one of your glasses.

You're feeling quite tipsy, and you definitely need another visit to the restroom now, but with Melissa gone you don't really want to go alone. You're also a bit worried Waylon may leave if you get up.

"Want another glass?" Waylon asks.