<br/>Dani sighs, pushing her sunglasses up onto her forehead. Clearly, this is not a man she will be getting nonalcoholic drugs from tonight. "All right, country mouse" she teases, following him to the kitchen. "You have any more terrible lines to lay on me?" she asks, leaning against the doorframe with a wry smile. "A few beers in, they just might get to be endearing." She holds out her hand for a beer, her free hand reaching behind her to tug her unruly skirt a slightly more reasonable distance down her ass. "It's like you come from a land without irony." She's smirking, but doubtless David also has enough experience to know she likes what she sees when her eyes go flickering over his body.<br/><br/>If anybody else is still in the kitchen, she hasn't noticed them - yet.<br/>