''I already know your age. You're twenty one. All women are'' he said smiling back at her. ''If you should find yourself in Kusari, I would not object to a bottle being brought back, I don't believe I've tasted it before'' He turned to the waitress, signaled her over and asked for another two drinks of what they had. ''But, if you are not, for some reason twenty one, how old are you?''