Having being about to book her taxi, Melody pauses at being offered a drink. She'd hardly expected that turn out for the evening, especially from the man she'd met in the museum all those hours ago. She considers him for a moment, somewhat surprised he would even what to spend more time with her.

There's something in that smile that makes her wonder, makes her curious. She only has home to go to, and the idea of spending an evening with a good looking man like him is both ridiculous and tempting.

"You can if you like," she agrees, apparently going ahead with, whatever this was. It can't hurt after all, it's only a drink.