[Her head dips to the side slightly at his words and she purses her lips slightly. Who did he think he was? Coming in like that and then trying to analyze her--at least she could swear he was analyzing her.

She instead turns her attention to the carnie, batting her lashes at him ever so discreetly. (Come on just give her what she wants) And flashing him a signature, flirtatious smile.]

What do you mean? I always am honest with you, darling. What do I gain if I just keep running my mouth with nothing to show for it?

[ She peers over his shoulder, her eyes flashing quickly to meet his.

What kind of woman did he think she was then?]

You're not too much work, you've shown me you're worth it all. All of your ouchies will be my job to take care of, and I'm okay with that.