The smile on his face widened to show his yellowed teeth, and it wasn't a friendly smile by any means, more of a wicked one. His black eyes bore into her, and no matter how she tried to stand tall and confident, he could tell she wasn't quite as sure as she wanted to be. "Why don't you make me, sweetie," he invited, stretching his legs out and leaning his elbows on the table as he very obviously gave her the once over.
A creepy little laugh escaped from him, this could be far more fun than he had prevously anticipated. He knew he'd have to take at least one person hostage in order to get out of here, maybe he'd take this lucky little lady, and have all kinds of fun with her.