George grinned at her giggle. He wasn't really sure if he was serious or not, but he knew it wasn't going to happen either way, after all, this was her job, not some girl hanging out at a bar looking to get picked up. But it would be uncharacteristic of him not to at least try, he couldn't just not hit on her.
"Oh really?" he said in response to the dances. "Hm, you know I've always wondered what goes on behind those curtains. Wouldn't want to do anything out here, love, get the other gents too hot and bothered, there are other ladies here trying to keep their attention, wouldn't be fair if you stole all of it, would it?"
He glanced over at the booth, and thought what the hell. "You're on then, after you," he made a gentlemanly bow and motioned for her to lead the way.