[Aw sweet she thinks he's cute too! Asmodai's grin gets even wider, and a little jolt of excitement runs through him at that little brush of her foot. Hell yeah, hell yeah, he is either getting super played for drinks or totally getting laid tonight and he doesn't even care which.]

Sweet, huh? Should it be as pretty as you, too?

[He winks, because he's not subtle, and hollers down the stretch of bar to the bartender,] Yo, bro, get the lady here a daiquiri!

[That's about the sweetest thing he can think of, and definitely pretty, all bright and fruit-colored even if it doesn't have any cool layering things or whatever. He looks to her, hoping to see approval on her pretty face, and asks,] So, babe, you got a name or something?