He glanced at her drink and took a quick sniff. "Are you drinking Absinthe out of a plastic cup?"
She bit her lip. "I am."
"I don't think that's allowed," he teased.
"Are you the Absinthe police?"
"If it means I get to take you into custody, then yes."
The alcohol was making her as bold and confident a flirt as he was. Hopefully, it made her half as sexy. "Arrest me then," she said.