“Really, this is your first time? I don’t suppose you explore your options very much then.” Bridget mused as she handed Jared’s lighter back to him. Her words were, of course, meant to be lighthearted and facetious. What a person did, what their tastes wore, was up to them after all; it wasn’t like she cared if he wasn’t one for wine. In all honesty Jared looked like the kind of person who went out and did a lot of things in his life. She thought back to what he had said about him not being from around here, and was going with that assumption based on that. Part of her wanted to pry a little. He was both charming and mysterious, a recipe which would cause any woman to ask questions about a man.<br/><br/>The more she thought about it, the more it tempted her. She let it dance around in her thoughts a little while she took a drag from her cigarette. As she blew out smoke, she seemed to stare into it as if it would help her decide, even if the effort was futile. She was going back and forth in her mind. After a moment, she finally gave in.<br/><br/>Throwing back a quick sip of her wine, she said, “You know… you seem like someone who’s prepared for anything. The lighter, going along with my choice of drink.” She lifted her glass slightly and nodded. The thought of ordering a few more drinks, since this was on his tab, briefly crossed her thoughts but she didn’t say anything. Maybe she would, maybe she wouldn’t; old habits were telling her that she should just continue to order refills. She did that to a lot of people she had been pissed at back when she was still a rowdy teenager. Old habits do die hard, but she also knew better. She liked to think she was a better person that she was years ago. It was probably the same for anyone.<br/><br/>“Charming and mysterious,” Bridget chuckled, smirking a little. “I like it.” She took another drag from her cigarette, and then leaned in a little closer, “Tell me, Jared, are you mysterious, or do I just have an overactive imagination?” It was obvious that she was teasing him. There was a slightly playful look in her eyes as she looked him over, like she was searching for what might be mysterious about him. It was the thrill of the gamble so to speak. In her mind, there was a bit of suspense and a few more questions dancing around. Of course, she wasn’t really expecting him to just come out and reveal himself to be some superhero, but that did not mean she wasn’t curious.