Ninkasi gave him a look that definitely made it appear that he had grown at least a second, if not a third head. “I'll take up knitting when you agree to model my creations for my Instagram account,” she said and was completely serious about it. She was also rather disappointed that the bra just got thrown and no reaction. Part of her wanted to get up, go pluck it out of the pile and throw it at him. Just because she could.
“If I was going to take up something so traditionally... female-centric... it would have to be actually fun. Like hone those native dancing skills I let go to pot. Mostly. I'm sure Bast could catch me up, our regions aren't that different... just shimmy and shake our asses off.” She laughed. “Though... I also hear that pole dancing fitness classes are popular. So.. that's an option.”
She couldn't help but laugh loudly at that. “Who hasn't want to feel like a stripper? Could you imagine? I don't think I could be serious enough for any of that. I'll stick to drinking people under the table.”