"Yeah." He whispers it back at her. "I'll get you one." She really is so friggin' cute, he hardly knows what to make of her. She doesn't have his head spinnin' or anything like that. His eyes haven't turned into red beating hearts sproinging out of their sockets. But fuck it, he likes her and she's fun. He's havin' a good time with her, and for him, havin' a good time where he ain't either piloting or kicking ass or drinkin' to distraction is a pretty rare thing.

"The lady will have a Gaia Breeze." Now he leans forward, motions the bartender closer. "And easy on the Icicle Village Hard. She's a lightweight."

He happens to love that shit and has it in his own liquor cabinet at home, or at least he did before his brothers and sister came and helped themselves to everything yesterday. Turning back to Charlie, he explains. "It's kind of strong, that stuff, but the rest of the drink is all like... tropical fruit juices blended with ice and syrups and stuff. Comes out bright pink, so don't be surprised."

For his gil, he could never stand more than a couple of 'em. Too sweet. But he bets it'll be just the right drink for Charlie.

"And also, give us a bar menu. Can't fly on an empty stomach." Yeah, it's mostly just an excuse to kick back and take it easy for a while. Refueling's pretty friggin' fast.