"Topless?!" he exclaimed, pulling a face of shock which gradually faded into enthusiasm. "I'm fucking drinking there when I have cash," he said. But he wasn't buying that the guys didn't feel the girls up or at the very least, try. But it was her business and she wasn't asking for his opinion on the matter though she likely already knew what it was. He'd much rather she got a job in a convenient store and turn a blind eye while he stole sodas and snacks. Or fuck, beer.
"Of course I'm offering to let you stay here tonight," he said, slouching back on the sofa. "You can stay a few nights if you want, just don't cramp my style. I have a revolving door of chicks, ya know." Again, teasing. Sort of. But really, it was amazing how easy it was to get laid in this city. Finding something more was all together another story.
"You want something to drink? I think I have two beers left in the fridge or...maybe a soda or two."