Oh, that grin of his was delicious. An added bonus, since she was anticipating a decent tip from this smoothly dressed man with the subtle lilt to his words. "My opinions are often inappropriate," she added to his assessment, swinging the pitch in her voice to show agreement. Interest. Not to mention devout attention--at least, for now.
"Well now, I'm not entirely certain. I am, as you say, 'Fresh Meat'--but..." Lidia teased in the spirit of the conversation. Leaning in on thin, hunched shoulders under the twists of her hair, as if she were sharing a national secret with him--her tone low, velvet, and sugared by 'danger': "--it would not hurt to start close, yes?"