Remember your purpose here!
Suga tried to smile at Norman, putting on a bright and friendly expression—although deep down, he really wanted to kick himself right now. This is totally not suitable for me.
"That's because you've never sat near this bar table, Mr. .... Ah, what should I call you, sir?"
Seeing Norman's widened eyes and his faint smile, with a slight blush appearing on his cheeks, Suga was sure his acting was quite good this time.
"You're right ... haha, I always sit at the front table, maybe because the bar is too far away ... hm, just call me by my name. Norman or Harrison, it's up to you, sweetheart."
Suga smiled, but mentally screamed in pain.
Don't call me sweetheart, you creepy old man!
"Candy, I also want a beer, please just get the bottle."
