Her eyes lit up and she cried, "Me too! Bloody brill, it's like I'm one step closer to home! Fuck everything else, you win." Elisabeth laughed, holding out her hand for him to slap in enthusiasm over them sharing the same home town. "I used to model there, only I didn't look like this. I wasn't so Asian then. Hell, wasn't Asian at all, this body is Kwannon's fault. Long story, might scare you away and that's not my goal on the first night."
Fine, he wanted to be stubborn, she was game to not give up so easily. She gave it some thought, the telepathy, to see just why he was brushing her off, but she would rather keep trying and save it as a last resort. "Alright then, love, whatever you want." She lead the way into the Tiki Ti with hips in full swing. The music was Polynesian or something and she leaned into Spike to be heard, one arm going around his shoulders and the other cupping around her mouth and his ear. "You prefer a booth or table?"