She snorted. Well, that was sort a compliment from him, right? He knew what he liked, and he happened to like her hair? For the record, she did have great care. It generally came with the territory of going to the hairdresser every other month for a fresh cut. But still. He was the last person Rielle expected to notice her hair, whether he worked in a salon or not. "You're gifted, alright." She snorted again.
But then he was looking at her funny, like he was before. She rolled her eyes slightly at his question, but not in an annoyed way. "Well, duh. I mean, you know you're good looking. Why are you making a big deal out of it?" She stared at him as best as she could through the darkness, trying and failing to squash the thoughts that naturally followed. He had a great smile. Nice eyes. He had good bone structure. And that jaw! No. Stop. Stop!
She needed a distraction, and quick. "What are you drinking?" More alcohol was a distraction, right?