“if you didn’t want to buy me a drink then why the hell do we waste our time talking?” it’s not like she’s ever been interested in anything else. “use your mind tricks on someone else, i’m not humoring you if there isn’t anything in it for me.”
“you truly think i’m some sort of,” a roll of his eyes. “never mind.” part of him wanted to argue with her, but he already knew that he’d not get anywhere. more importantly, he would only find himself in more trouble. so, he decided to admit defeat – maybe that way she’d stop talking. “you want a drink? fine, i’ll get you one drink.”