Molly was confused at the words spoken to her, so she turned with a slightly furrowed brow. The man she saw seemed…well, she didn’t know. “Erm, I’m well.” She responded, half-lying to herself and him both. “Yourself?” He had a nice smile, she noticed, but something seemed off. She couldn’t place it, so she offered a small smile.
“I’m doin’ just fine.” He smiled, walking closer to the woman. She seemed confused, and by what he wasn’t really sure. He thought his body language was enough, but aparently not. As he approached her, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “What do you say to a few drinks on me?”