"Oh really? Did they, now? Well, sounds like the man on that date really wanted to impress his woman, buying the finest the bar has to offer..." Faye gives a mock pout and leans back in her chair, glancing around the room. She notices a bartender visiting tables to clear up empty glasses. "So if I called this bartender over, he'd say the exact same thing, would he? Only the lowest cost pinot grigio?" She tilts her head at him as she teases, a dare in her eyes as she holds his gaze.