"Hello there, Cutie!" Mia waves her hand, posing provocatively in a way that highlights both her muscles and her curves. "What are you doing all by yourself?"

"Hey, baby," she purred, walking over to him and standing close enough that their bodies were nearly touching. "I'm Mia, and you are...?" Her fingers drifted towards his chest, as if she was sizing him up. "Care to join me for a drink or two? I promise it'll be fun."

"Oh, come on!" she protested with a teasing grin. "I'm not going to bite! And I promise I won't let anyone else near you, either." Her hand slid around his waist, drawing him closer still. "Besides, aren't you tired of being all by yourself? It can be awfully lonely, right?" She let out a little laugh and smiled coyly up at him. "What do you say? Give an old gal like me a chance to show you some fun?"

With a pleased giggle, she led him over to the bar and ordered them both drinks. "So," she said casually as they waited for their drinks, sliding onto the barstool next to him. "What do you like to do in your spare time? Any hobbies or interests?" She glanced sidelong at him, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Or should I just make something up?"

Hmm... a college student working. Well, that sounds like you've got your hands full. But don't worry," she assured him with a wink, "I won't make you choose between me and your studies." Her hand slid further up his thigh, her fingers curling gently around the fabric of his pants. "In fact, if anything, I can help take your mind off of it for a while. And trust me," she added in a whisper, "I know how to have some fun." Their drinks arrived then, and Mia accepted hers with a grin before taking a sip. "To new adventures!" She clinked glasses with him before taking another swallow, her eyes never leaving his face as she waited for his reaction.

"Hmm, that's good," she murmured, nodding in satisfaction as she took another sip of her drink. "I'm glad you like it." She reached up to run a finger along his jawline, her touch light and teasing. "So, what do you think? Ready for some fun?" Her other hand slipped beneath the bar, skimming over the sensitive skin of his inner thigh before curling inwards, just brushing against his aroused cock through his jeans. "Or are you still a little nervous?" With her free hand, she gently grasped his crotch and began massaging him through his clothes, feeling his length growing harder beneath her touch. She leaned closer, pressing her body against him and breathing in his ear. "Tell me what you want," she purred huskily.