[He is a bit surprised when she takes his hand, but does not object, by any means. He tries not to touch her palm, though, to avoid causing discomfort. When he gets to the drink stand, he quickly goes behind the counter and rummages, placing a stack of cocktail napkins, bottle of water and then, after much searching, some "hmm"ing, and finally a sigh, a bottle of high-proof vodka on the counter.]
"Not my first choice. I don't know where to acquire a sterile gauze for the bandage, unfortunately."
OH YES I MEAN NO
"Not my first choice. I don't know where to acquire a sterile gauze for the bandage, unfortunately."