Sure thing. Picture me strolling in, smile all charming, voice smooth. I’ll let him know how much I appreciate his craft, how his secrets are like rare gems. Then drop a little hint about the postcard’s hidden club—how it could make his bar the talk of the city, how a key would be the ultimate backstage pass. If he hesitates, I’ll nudge with a witty tease about how a bartender with a mouth that’s tighter than a vault deserves a reward. In short, I’ll turn curiosity into curiosity‑payment.

Got it, just keep the charm on lock and let him feel like the key’s almost in his palm. You’ll see the door swing wide for you. Good luck, sweetheart.