Coconut Grove I'm more into whiskey myself

A voice startled her and she rolled to her stomach facing him and immediately breaking into a grin. Her gaze swept over him quickly as she discreetly checked him out, drinking in the sight of a young man she described inside her mind as hot. She did note he seemed young, younger than her but she couldn't tell how young. With that in mind she broke into a smile her tail wagging a few times against the sand.  "Margaritaville. What an odd name though it sounds like a good fit for such a tropical place. Do you live here?" she asked as she stared boldly into his blue eyes interested in the stranger who seemed so familiar with this place.