Beckett stood up, not coming near reaching the towering vampire but being very good at looking like she had the confidence of someone who could see eye to eye with him. She smiled a too-sweet smile, nod budging as she stood her ground but not daring to physically get in his face. She had to abide by the law after all, and who knew? Maybe her hunch wasn't on the mark. Maybe she just had it because she didn't like to feel weak or viewed as it, and she'd built up the assumption that she'd have to fight not to be seen as it.
"I think my fingers are happy where they are right now, Mr. Northman, but you enjoy whoever's on the schedule for the night. Unfortunately, as you can see, I've got to work." Naturally, her tone was laced with her usual sarcasm. "So the same to you."