"Hey, Over here!"
His fingers were pointing at himself
"Ah-well, nothing really-I actually work here, so I've seen you around a lot-and well I um..."
She blushes and looks away, fidgeting a little
"Well I sort of think you're really handsome...s-so I asked my manager who you were...I-I didn't realize she told you-t-that's embarrassing, heh..."
She laughs nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear
-if you're so dangerous, why'd you look away from your drink for a full minute...and you really think I didn't see you slip that thing in...? Not sure what it was...he's not a drug addict-the intel I got was good, definitely would've covered that...ah well, you're drinking now-cyanide should do it's job in 3...2...1...-
"Ah...no, i-it's ok, I sort of figured...sorry for the trouble-"