Drinking - a conversation I remember

Sitting in a noisy bar, you shielding me from the rest of the world with your body angled towards me and your arm around my shoulder.
The waiter served us our drinks.
You: *stirred the drink with the straw, removed the straw, raise your glass* cheers!
Me: Why did you do that?
You: *gave me a slanted smile* because I'm a guy,  we don't drink with a straw, when a drink comes, you stir it with the straw and then you throw it away, and drink from the glass.
Me: *frowning* but I like straws, I like drinking with a straw!
You: *your smile widened* but you're a girl so it's different,  it doesn't matter, guy don't do that, people will laugh.
Me: *amused by your weird logic, charmed by your boyish smile*