I wouldn't mind seeing you in the morning...

You say, your cheeks blushing. She smiles cutely, pushing her hair behind the temples of her glasses (Those flippy parts). "Thats... um... flattering." she says, something that looks like a bit of a blush crossing her face. But she couldn't be blushing about you. Could she?

"Hey, I was gonna go grab a drink or two. Down at McIvan's Bar. I know your underage... but... The bartender knows how much money he can make off of the college kids. So as long as they don't do anything really stupid, he turns the blind eye to the underage college kids. If you want we could head on down there. Grab a beer or two..." she says, her hands nervously playing with her hair.