Rez had managed to somehow not notice that he was being watched. Usually he was keenly aware of things like that, but today he just wasn't really feeling himself. Today he had his mind on other things, like Riley fucking Quinn, instead of on his surroundings. So when the laughter sounded so close to him, he nearly jumped out of his skin and halfway off the couch, losing his cool for a moment as he tried to compose himself and cast the voice a glance. And just in time too.
"Damn, mama..." That was the term he liked to use to greet women. An old habit and one that would be hard to rectify. "Nice rack." It was obvious by what she was wearing as well as the way that she was standing that it was her intention to show it off, so why not compliment it? He didn't think she'd mind too much. Unless she was that kind of crazy.