Why don’t I fix you a drink, on me?

Jacket seduces Sweet Thing and explains the situation.

Hey sweetheart, my cuddle meter is running dangerously low... do you think you can refill it for me?

Have a seat... you deserve a break. And a drink (or maybe more). I'm always up for some banter and lip service with a lovely patron like yourself.

The series continues.

My nephew's friends are camping near my cottage. You wind up at my campfire and you want advice on love. I do my best to give you my... experience.

The flirty irish bartender is more than thrilled to see you again.

The fundraiser goes well even with some hiccups, and we have a good time. The fun doesn't stop when we get home though.