This night is taking a very different turn from where I thought it would go, but I'm going to roll with it. This is probably a bad idea because I'm not equipped to deal with this type of social situation at all, but the girl seems nice enough that it probably won't be too awkward.

"Nothing wrong with dives," I say. Most of the drinking I do is in dives. Looking over at her again though and I realize we are a completely different class of people. Possibly not the same species. Well, I know we're not but that's besides the point.

"I mean... if that's your thing. Which... it's probably not your thing."