Pamela smirked, "Pamela, Pamela Isley" She stated honestly- as soon as she had the loot she'd wipe his mind of any trace of her and it wouldn't even matter that she'd told him her name. She took his hand and ran a manicured nail over it softly- "That's much better" She purred, the security guards didn't phase her in a moment she could have them laying on the floor begging for belly rubs if she pleased. "Well, it's more what we can do for each other" She explained, biting her hip and looking at him with, though feigned, what would appear lust and hunger. "Yes, whatever you are having. Considering you have such fine tastes" She stated, complimenting him.