She raised a brow. Wait. What were they talking about? Sometimes innuendo-based conversations were easy to lose track of. If she didn't know any better, she'd say they were talking about his nether regions. Well that was just peachy. Finishing off her beer as well, she pushed the empty bottle away, pushing her hand through her hair.
Time to divert a bit, lest this not get more awkward. "So is that what you want your tattoo to say? I could look it up in a few different languages, see which one you like most."