He’d first noticed you earlier, laughing with the bride and groom as you congratulated them. From the way you hugged her, he guessed you were a close friend of the bride.

Now, later in the evening, he was sitting with the groom, a beer in hand, when he caught sight of you again—this time standing at the bar, scanning the drink menu.

“Excuse me a minute, will ya?” he said, setting his glass down. The groom smirked knowingly and gave a nod.

He made his way over, catching the way your eyes lingered on the list of cocktails. “Can I buy you a drink?” he asked.