So there's this kinda good looking (reeeaaally fucking smashed) Latino guy on the train across the aisle from me

He has his phone in his hands and a half full beer bottle pinched between his legs

Whenever I go to take the beer bottle, I'll have my hand on the neck and then he'll wake up and then he gets all swoozy

Like he says something that's supposed to be all flirty and sweet and probably sexy (based on the sound of his voice), but what he says is like 85% slurred Spanish, 15% slurred English, and I'm so anxious I just stand there with my hand on the neck, so I just nervously giggle, then he chuckles, falls back asleep (with the bottle still in his lap), and I just go back to my seat thinking 'WTF WAS THAT?!'