Gates: Hey, we're going to Ike Ryan's. You should come.
Sam: Should I?
Gates: Yeah! As long as, if I order you a beer you don't change it to vodka gimlet or something. (Sam rolls her eyes)
(later, at the bar)
Gates: (to bartender) Will you get her a beer, please?
Bartender: You got it.
Sam: (sits down, looks at Gates, and calls out to the bartender) Vodka gimlet, with a twist.