Carly snickered beneath her breath and thanked the waitress when she handed her her orange juice. She brought the straw to her lips and took a long drink before she finally looked up at him. "Why? I mean.. being pissed off of your ass won't win you any points, I don't think," she advised him wisely. "Not with me, anyways. Though I guess that tripping over yourself could be a turn-on for some women," she said with a smirk and took another sip of her juice. It had been quite some time since she had had orange juice.
She choked upon the juice still in her mouth when he mentioned giving the waitress her room number. After regaining her composure and managing to swallow it down despite the burning, she rolled her eyes. "Please. I don't swing that way, darling."