Ro turned back to the bar and picked up her own glass. Roman wasn't playing the game she wanted but she could feel his attraction so he was playing something. "Oh honey," she said slowly. "It's not the size, it's what you do with it."
She let him turn that over, taking another sip from her drink. Maybe she shouldn't be winding up this guy who was doing something with Noah but he'd asked her about her job like that was interesting, then bragged about modern art. Messing with Roman was too tempting to resist. "I'm at Brasserie le Breeze. For now."