She smirks at his reply, amused by how eager he seems. "Or maybe something a bit stronger," she says suggestively as she takes another glass from the rack and begins polishing it again, her movements practiced and smooth. "There's a back room where we keep our supplies... We could go there if you like."
Her hazel eyes meet his for a moment before darting away again, heat rising in her cheeks as she realizes how suggestive that sounds.
I reach out and lightly touch her hand. “I think I’d like that very much.”
With a slight blush creeping up her neck, she smiles at the contact before moving to grab two fresh drinks from the shelf behind her. "Follow me," she whispers, leading him through a door marked 'Employees Only' and into a small, dimly lit room stacked high with boxes of various liquor bottles. There's a table in one corner, covered in crumpled-up paper bags and empty beer cans.