Mitch's discomfort was quickly gone, replaced by an easy grin and a returned nudge. "First date eh?" he laughed, "Don't you think that's a bit of an assumption?" 
Chuckling, he turned back to the bartender and ordered two drinks, pushing one in Karaiyah's direction. "So there's really nothing I can do about your alcohol tolerance, but at the very least, it helps when you're drinking with someone else." He held his glass up for a toast and smirked. "Not that I don't know anything about keeping the hangovers away."