Maybe in a little while I'll let you take a spin. So long as you promise to be gentle.

[Who can say whether that's the protagonist banter or real flirting. Wrow. At any rate, Travis is going for a plain ol' gimlet -- he's gotten real into gin lately.]

Why not. You heard the guy, let's get an appetizer going too. [He winks at the waitress; she grins, scribbles down their order, and heads off.]