[ The stare is more than a little unsettling, but he endures it. He asked for it, after all, too late to tell him to cut it out now. But he waits, and drinks, shakes the glass when all that's left is ice, and signals for another. If he's paying for them anyway he might as well try to enjoy himself. ]

Good guessing. Makes me sound kind of pathetic, but at least I don't live in my parents' basement, right?