Micah
"Well we'll see about that."
	He replied with a flirty, teasing smile and tone.
"And I can drink to that!"
	He  said with a smile, taking a slow, long drink of his whisky, enjoying the flavor that came from the unmarked bottle, but finishing of the glass in little time. He then lifted up the bottles and poured them up, deciding to savor the next glass. He didn't plan on blacking out too quickly.
"So how was your day?"
	He asked, putting his arm up on the sofa, looking her over.