Uh. [Taryon considers the options and decides to work on his drink. Halfway through, noticing that Dolph hasn't moved from this position and he is correct in that he literally is stuck like this, he sits up.]
Don't get me wrong, if this were some sort of novel I was writing, I'd pick something different, but...
Take his hand and squeeze it gently.
[Taryon leans over and grasps the bartender's hand. There is a lot in common he has with the bartender, and he hopes to convey all of this newfound affection with an encouraging squeeze.
...The next time he's on an actual date, Taryon notes, he has to try out the surprise kiss idea.]
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Don't get me wrong, if this were some sort of novel I was writing, I'd pick something different, but...
Take his hand and squeeze it gently.
[Taryon leans over and grasps the bartender's hand. There is a lot in common he has with the bartender, and he hopes to convey all of this newfound affection with an encouraging squeeze.
...The next time he's on an actual date, Taryon notes, he has to try out the surprise kiss idea.]