I don’t mind the rain so much. When I’m not drenched, anyway. But, y’know, It helps that you’re good at it. [He smiles easily. Flattery still comes freely enough for him, though there is truth to the statement regardless.] It’d be a shame to miss out.

[But.]

Gonna have to hold off on the liquor though. Feelin’ a bit lousy right now, so I’ll give it a bit first. Maybe when you’re done?

[Company always made alcohol go down easier, anyway. And then he gestures for the door as he pivots and opens it for her, the unsaid statement clear: ‘Ladies first.’]