"Well, they have this list of things I have to do, and one of them is to ask a stranger to buy me a drink. But I know you don't want to do that. So, you can tell me when they aren't looking and I'll slip you ten dollars. And could you just order me a drink with that? Then I can go back there and pretend you bought me a drink?"
The more I spoke, the bigger his smile got. "I don't know, their eyes are glued on you. You might not get an opportunity."
"Crap. They're looking right now?"
"Mhm. So maybe it's easier if I just buy you a drink." He lifted up his arm to call over the bartender.
"You don't have to do that."
"Isn't that why you came over?"
"Kind of. But I was just going to pretend..."
He laughed again, drowning out my words. "You know, you could have just asked me to buy you a d
