She might have laughed, if she'd known the assumption that he'd made about her mother. She was one of the most famed working girls ever to grace the carnival with her presence. She beamed as he agreed to play music for her, happy that he'd done so quite freely. Perhaps it meant when he was sober he'd still be willing to do it.
"You can stay for as long as you like." There was no coy suggestion there. She wasn't about to chase him out. She enjoyed his company.
As his arm slid around her shoulder, she smiled and leaned in against him, comfortable. When he chuckled and talked about his brother, she smirked. Setting her drink aside, she turned her body towards his, her face close. "Well then. Let's give him a good story?" She leaned in, kissing his lips softly, not at all as she had before. She'd been teasing him then.