"I've never enjoyed a Russian as much as I enjoyed one today, but I will admit that I've dabbled. I wouldn't say I hunt down Russian women, by any means though," James grinned while watching her, setting his hands on the banister, leaning against the mirror eyes moving against her.
"I do like the language though, I do find it to be rather beautiful and eloquent in its own way. Very old, and so holds a great history to it..."
Tilting his head to the side, he trailed his eyes over her, before laughing, "Yes, of course. You cannot tease me without me knowing, so I guess you're just going to have to make fun of me directly to my face without fear then."