She wasn't sure which one to be more exasperated with: the narcissist making advances to someone who'd just threatened him, or the 20-something guy in chains making inappropriate dad jokes. "Wow, all of that was just so original. I don't know how he managed to handcuff such a witty guy."
Briar briefly eyed Reese's pants speculatively while wondering if she had brought a knife. No, of course she hadn't. Too bad. "As entertaining as it would be to do that just to gross out your little friend there, I've got three problems with that right now, Indecent Proposal. First of all, you couldn't handle me once, let alone a second time. Secondly, I prefer the guys I sleep with to have something bigger down there than a GI Joe would. Thirdly, like Alice in Chains over there said, gross."
With eyes narrowed and a smirk on her lips, Briar approached Reese and knelt down so that she was at eye level with him. "But I'll give you a chance to apologize for being a pig before I ruin this comfortable little setup you've got going in this shade." Her lockpick set was in the back pocket of her jeans, and she was itching to use it.