yourneighbourjerry:

     _{“ Mm, I try not to make a habit out of buying drinks for nameless women.”  A roguish smile formed in greeting, stricken by her confidence and inwardly relieved that someone stood above the motley crew of bar patrons. In a room characterized by the same mundane bar scene he’d experienced many times over, her confidence didn’t fail to earn his appreciation.  “ Luckily, there’s an easy fix to that.”}

     _{Leaving a beat of silence to brew suspense, he turned in his seat to fully regard her and offer his hand in introduction. Between a bold young woman and scoping out the remaining customer scope, there simply wasn’t any contest. “ Jerry Dandrige. What are you drinking tonight, Miss…?”}

         _{She arched a brow, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips at his words. Most weren’t used to being approached by a woman – however Elsa found it terribly boring to sit there waiting for men to get drunk enough for their confidence to pique. By that time they were worthless conversation. Even sober some of them were lacking. His clever response was welcome.}

         _{In a place like this, Elsa didn’t care whether her cool touch was enough to startle someone. It was easy enough to blame on the amount of alcohol the other may have consumed so without missing a beat she took his hand. Albeit this form of introduction was passed by quickly. “Elsa Vygotsky. Hm.. surprise me.”}