"I mean, I don't know if you noticed, but there's hardly a line," Raleigh said with a laugh, her eyes sparkling. "So next time I plan on wearing something like this, I'll make sure I let everyone know, so you'll get the full 'waiting in a line' experience." She moved up to the bar, and pre-emptively passed the bartender her ID. "Jack and Coke, please."
Raleigh was pretty confident that she'd be carded for alcohol until she was ninety, at this rate. The only times she hadn't been was when someone knew her well, or if the bar in question was already serving minors. After the bartender squinted at her face, he finally passed back her ID, nodding once. As he poured her drink, Raleigh looked over at Coop, still smiling. "You know I'd never turn down the chance to have a drink with you, although I left my Grey Goose in my other evening gown."
The bartender slid the glass over to her, nodding once as she tipped him. "Thanks. Oh, and-- Happy birthday." For just a second, Raleigh squinched her eyes closed, because knowing Coop -- and the fact that this happened before -- he wasn't just going to let that slide.
"Thank you!" She flashed a smile to the bartender -- the kind of smile that said why did you have to say that -- and she turned back to Coop. "So! Table? Bench? Grass? Sand? You pick."
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Raleigh was pretty confident that she'd be carded for alcohol until she was ninety, at this rate. The only times she hadn't been was when someone knew her well, or if the bar in question was already serving minors. After the bartender squinted at her face, he finally passed back her ID, nodding once. As he poured her drink, Raleigh looked over at Coop, still smiling. "You know I'd never turn down the chance to have a drink with you, although I left my Grey Goose in my other evening gown."
The bartender slid the glass over to her, nodding once as she tipped him. "Thanks. Oh, and-- Happy birthday." For just a second, Raleigh squinched her eyes closed, because knowing Coop -- and the fact that this happened before -- he wasn't just going to let that slide.
"Thank you!" She flashed a smile to the bartender -- the kind of smile that said why did you have to say that -- and she turned back to Coop. "So! Table? Bench? Grass? Sand? You pick."