Lex looked suitably unimpressed by his answer. She wondered if her appearance gave the idea that she was there for anything more than business--certainly this man seemed to think so, at any rate (although it was unfortunately true that the embarrassing display earlier did little to help). But the more he seemed to her to be the definition of a scoundrel, as he lounged and smoked and drank and attempted to...converse with her, the less inclined she was to go running off.
Whether it was a matter of pride or curiosity, she had no way to tell, but Lex continued to sip her water and humor his assertions. "Are you intending to introduce yourself, perhaps?"
After all, Lex decided, if they were to properly converse then she may as well attempt to gain some amount of useful information.