Drew? He must've wanted something. Jessica smiled against her straw as she drank her cocktail, turning her head slightly to acknowledge him. Her eyes hadn't left the other two women, though, and she bid them farewell with a pout that--once it became apparent that Tony planned to steal her away from them--asked that they try not get into too much trouble without her. After handing her glass over to a passing casino waiter, Jessica nodded first in response to Tony's question, and then added, "I know it quite well, Mr. Bond."
She flashed Tony a quick, playful smirk before looking ahead again while he continued to have the lead. "How was your chat?" The shameless leering that seemed to follow them went expertly ignored, save for the occasional glance that suggested she knocked guys out for a lot less. Only when it came to the overachievers. Of course, she then wondered how the hell it was that Tony managed to luck out all this time.