[... did Mr. Beautiful here ever give David a name in return?

...... and is there a reason David feels a bit nauseous with him so close, or is that just performance anxiety?

............... and what is that scorched smell?!

Unimportant. All unimportant. David just tilts his chin up with a cocky grin.]

You and me are gonna take our drinks over to one of those private booths and see how much we can get away with before we get kicked out. Then we're gonna head to my room.