[ He's got a little bit of flair about mixing cocktails, and he sets about picking out a few bottles with a flourish. None of these tasted quite like their equivalents from home--actually, some of them were more reminiscent of mouthwash--but he'd done his experimenting in the times he'd taken a turn as bartender. ]

You know how it is with this space liquor. But I've worked up something that's not too bad; pretty close to a Long Island. Least, I think so.

[ He sets the glass in front of her when it's ready with a smile. ]

Hope that hits the spot.