Lust flicked him a glance, no, it wasn't that bad. But instead she said, "Plastic surgery and a personality would do wonders for you."
She sipped the drink, almost grateful for the company until he opened his mouth again. She could hear him saying those words. Words of introduction. She closed her eyes as if it'd help her not to hear him. She held up a hand, "No, no. No-- don't, I don't want--" and there it was. Theseus. Now she knew his name. Now it wouldn't leave her head. Now he was a... ugh.. person.
Her jaw tightened and her eyes stay closed and she looked mad. Her eyes finally opened and she let out a short sharp breath and she looked at him with narrowed eyes, "Why do you have to ruin everything?" and she dumped the rest of her drink down his pants like she had predicted she would do. She moved off the barstool before he started telling her anything else personal about himself. Like she needed that! He was so rude.