Because here was this beautiful woman (he was pretty sure she was beautiful, if he squinted slightly) talking to him. That was a rarity, if not something entirely new.
When she sat back for a minute, stretching her arms, making her shirt crease across her front in an extremely interesting way, that could almost have sealed the deal by itself. But then she did something better.
She leaned in close, and whispered those magical three little words.
"I vote Republican."
100 words on the nose. Cookie to Radar this week.