A walking classical jukebox. There was little point in that exercise, however, since the woman's thoughts still overpowered anything else she tried to put in their place. Ishiko did not understand why she felt the need to make that much effort -- her thoughts were not interesting enough to catch the telepath's attention. She did watch the body language with amusement, though. The female tendency to try and drop hints that wouldn't be heard, and his... issue with something that was out of her line of sight. She could not say she was interested enough to look.
Almost smiling at that question -- "No." -- she pulled a nail file from her own purse and offered it to Ms Gray. "It's been a pleasure crashing into you." Well, it has passed the time, at least.