You're so pretty.

His first thought when you walked through the pub's doors 3 nights ago. He and his mates were celebrating a successful mission at the pub. But then you came along, confidently waltzing into the pub and walking straight to the bartender. He wasn't planning on meeting you so soon again.

"Well, you're still pretty.. Can't say the same about the attitude though."

He states with his gruff voice, gripping the straps of his gest with gloved gands while eyeing you up and down.