How they do it in Dublin

Extreme Drunk Irish Guy at the next table, just turns around and starts poking Heather in the shoulder: "I'm going to have you tonight, you know that right?"

Heather, raising an eyebrow: "Is that so?"

EDIG: "That's right. Tell your mates, now, go ahead. You're a lucky girl!"

Heather, turning away: "Uh-huh"

Later, after someone halfway across the pub drops some silverware, she feels someone obnoxiously poking her again.

EDIG: "You start dropping stuff and I'm not gonna have ya. You be careful now."

Heather: "Thanks for the tip."

We decided to move to a different table.