...I remember us laughing, and thinking what a relief it was to be with a woman and hear her laugh. She was wearing jeans and a cashmere V-neck; she is one of those girls who look better in jeans than a dress. Her face, her body, is casual in the best way. I assumed my position behind the bar, she slid onto a bar stool, her eyes assessing all the liquor bottles behind me.
- What would you like? 
- Nothing that you could give to me.