[ her eyebrows lift in an equal measure of amusement at his toast, just for the fact that he's toasting at all. it's endearing to say the least. she grins at him, inclining her head in agreement.] And to whatever the night has in store. [ she takes a sip of her drink, shivering a little at the jolt of warmth it sends down her throat, a smirk curving her lips soon after.]

So... let me guess, you were sexy bartender at one of those bars filled with bachelorettes and cougars? [ she'd sensed his impatience about the speed of their own bartender, one that sort of matched her own given she was one now.] Because I think you'd do really well there.