[He ignored the atmosphere, which was far less interesting than she was. A pretty thing, for sure. A little more colorful than he was used to, but hell, variety was the spice of life.]

Couldn't have said it better myself. [He gestures to the bartender with a couple of fingers] I'll have what she's having.

[Not often he got to say that. He tended to stay away from drinks with umbrellas in them. She had good taste, at least.]

Oh? This brave new world kept you pretty busy then? I'm flattered you made time for me.

[He had been hoping she'd get a hold of him. Then he stopped worrying about it. Figured she'd been just as busy as the rest of them trying to figure out how to go from bunkbeds on the moon to twenty feet of snow and yetis. So he wrote it off, and didn't hold it against her. This was a nice surprise to say the least.]