"Miss Smith, you look absolutely stunning tonight. Can I buy you a drink if you've got a moment?"
That was at least the tenth time someone had hit on her in the past half hour, but Vera acted like it was nothing. With a graceful and polite smile, she gently shook her head at the flirty young man.
"Thanks for the compliment, but I'm afraid I have an allergy lately and can't really handle any alcohol."
The way her brows furrowed just a little made her refusal seem delicate rather than cold. Instead of feeling shot down, the guy seemed even more taken with her, like her gentle rejection somehow made him look a bit too forward.
Blushing, the young man couldn't help but stare, stammering, "That's alright... Miss Smith, mind if I get your contact info then?"
"Sure, no problem."
