"Seriously!" Lynne insisted, reaching over to give him a smack on the arm. She was gentle and purposefully weak in case he had injuries he wasn't sharing, but the playful sentiment was there. "Give me a little credit..."
Taking another drink, Lynne sat back in her chair, then, and crossed her legs. "I'm still kind of oh-my-God-what-the-fuck about the whole thing, honestly," she admitted. She chose not to mention the cryptic 'during and after' conversation she'd had with Kaz.
Smiling slightly, Lynne raised her eyebrow. "Well...I mean, clearly I'm hot if someone like you - who is obviously totally hotter than Christian Bale - would have had me at some point, right?" she joked.