It takes Richie a minute or two to process the vibe. In his defense, he's not used to chicks making the first move. He's all too aware that guys who look and sound like he does usually have to put in the work to make things land, especially post-divorce. Plus he's really feeling the impact of those shots. So he spends a little time just looking down at her before it registers.

"Ohhh," he says, trying very hard not to just stare at her tits. "Oh, shit. Okay. Okay, yeah. Barter system."

He glances around, making sure nobody's looking for him. He does supposedly have a job to do here, though it's rapidly becoming less important to him.

"What, uh. What are you thinking of bartering?"