Snippet #2540633

"I've heard that some foreigners find our weirdness to be quite charming..." A smile had barely left Jettie's glossy lips for the entirety of the time that she had been interacting with this stranger. From his witty, or seemingly witty, responses and comments, to the way he so casually threw a wink in her direction; there was something about this man. She was even being flirty. Or what she hoped was coming off as flirty and not strange and awkward.

"I'm sure there are plenty of people who would like to get to know you." Did he mean him? Does he want to get to know her? The thought of that had the heat spiking in her cheeks and chest all over again.

"I'm not trying to get you drunk..." she replied in defense, "If you really are Irish then I'm sure it would take more than two small glasses of whiskey to accomplish that task." The later was spoken almost accusingly but still holding a tone of playful teasing. "And you should tip me based on how attentive I am to your needs..."

Yep, she was definitely flirting.

How was this even happening? She sucked at flirting. She had complimented the man's facial hair earlier for crying out loud! What had gotten into her? She was sober as a judge so she couldn't blame the out of character behavior on alcohol. Maybe it was just him. Allowing herself to be a tad more adventurous with a stranger that she was likely to never see again could be why she was feeling more exuberant that normal.

"You are not obliged, but it would be nice... It's not everyday I get to serve someone both the diamond and the golden chalice." Jettie was trapped in his gaze again. It brought on a surge of energy that rushed through her, filling her with nervous excitement. Forcing herself to look away, she pulled her eyes down to his now empty glass as he went on to tell his name and occupation. Should she fill it again?

"Damian," she repeated thoughtfully glancing up from the empty glass dilemma to meet his eyes once again. "What do you write? Wait; let me guess..." A playful grin spread across her lips again before she puckered to them to one side putting thought into her guess. "I'm going to go with... Science fiction novels. Like spaceships and aliens?"