Sure. We can pick out a few to go with your wardrobe. And a new wardrobe. You need more short skirts and tight jeans in your life and you don't even know it.
[Still hasn't pulled her hand away yet. Why should she? Sasha isn't complaining and really, her complacency to Ava's bossy aggressiveness reminds her a lot, again, of Castiel. How did Sam ever bag a girl like Sasha? Was it the dopey hair or those damn eyes because Ava kind of has the urge to rip them out of his skull. Lethal weapons that get your life ruined is what they are.]
I could help you out right now. Pucker your lips a bit. Like this. [Shows her by pulling her own bottom lip in a bit, as if to bite on it.]