"Well...  Where I'm from, all of this... Including you are nothing but fantastically or mythology, and you have to be twenty-one to drink.  In other countries you can drink at eighteen, so I could drink there, but that's neither here nor there."  She said, somewhat embarrassed.<br/><br/>When her hand was let go of, Jaime followed Riz out of the room and into the kitchen/dining room.  She looked around, not really sure what to make of the place and said "Um...  I'm not sure...  Just grab whatever you like best or what you think I might like...  Anything works really."  Jaime hoped it wasn't painfully obvious that she was playing along like this just to keep things from getting too...  Intimate.