She hadn't a clue,really,but she was willing to give it a shot. She examined him from her side of the bed. Frankly this was a step up from the usual conquests if he couldn't guess. Maybe that's why she was feeling a little arrogant and not immediately showing him the door. How often would she wake up next to a genius billionaire playboy philanthropist? Furthermore, how often would she get to flirt with one?
"Fun." She finally rested on. "Goes home with the cake girl from the party apparently!"