"Been known to play it a time or two," he laughed, though, he really had in far too many ways, but that was besides the point. When you were up to no good, possibilities were endless. Not that it did him all that good right now. "Could play yours if you asked me nice." He joked. "Mais, give an homme a lil' more credit. I be fast mais not usually so much tryin' to get away from a belle face."
Okay, all this talk and he was starting to feel a bit playful himself. Sure, it might have had to do with the fact that he had been drinking too, but he was not nearly in such a way as her right now. Raising his hands up at her, he quickly stood in front of her, walking backwards. "I gave you a story. Mais if you want more," he teased as he looked her over, "pas de probleme cher."
Quickly moving to her other side, he smirked, partially because of the timing, and partially because of her comment, but mostly because when didn't he really. Grabbing her arm, he quickly pulled her to him, doing his best to keep her upright, but also stepping right back into an alleyway. "Take many t'ings seriously. You be surprised." Slowly taking a step back from her, not wanting her to fall, but pulling off his sunglasses as he added, "An' not all femmes. Dere's far more lines den just dat. Told you, you need be givin' a man some credit eh." Pulling out a card, he figured what the hell and charged it. "Dere's many, many t'ings a touch can do. An' many t'ings make a person dangerous to touch." There was no way he was going to be scared of her like she apparently thought. Tossing the card up into the air, he didn't bother to look up as it exploded, only walking back over to her side grinning.
Putting an arm around her waist this time, he was being as forward to think or try for anything actually 'physical' at the moment, but he was trying to be more obvious about not caring about what she could do. Sliding his sunglasses back on and headed for the mouth of the alleyway. "We best be gettin' you home, non?"