She twirls her own cup a little, rocking it back and forth, watching. He has a certain amount of charm, but these people aren't that easily charmed. She makes a little motion, getting the bartender's attention. "It's on me."

Although she glances back at him, arching one eyebrow. "None of the top shelf stuff though, hm? Afraid you'll have to slum it a little, although it's wet and alcoholic."