John threw back his head as he downed the rest of his glass. He knew full well who the law favored. He had once been apart of a group that hated who the law favored. He liked that she wasn't so fanatic that she hated muggles and such on a regular basis. "You're better then a lot of magical folk, I can tell you that. If you want top slum it, go for it. I won't stop you."
"You know, you'd really be slumming it if you really did increase my chances of sleeping with you. Nothing says slumming it like bedding a muggle werewolf," he replied with a grin. He wouldn't say that her insistence that she wasn't a tease made her sound more like a slut. It probably wasn't the best thing to go into. He had to take another shot at hitting on her though.