Now there's a smile worth smiling back at. Kate doesn't though. She winks instead, eyes bright and playful and not too glazed yet from alcohol.

Biting her lip, she slides off her jacket and puts her feet on the stool next to hers, stretching a bit. If he's drinking, she's staying awhile. "Might be." Now Kate drops her eyelashes and smirks. "Unless you want to drink to the tits."