Moana placed a finger to her lips, considering. Well, it would be better to tell him now, rather than wait long enough that he would feel like he'd been deceived. "Will I still be invited to dinner if I give up some of my mystery?"
Not all, of course. Moana wouldn't let anyone see through all the layers, but hopefully he would still find her interesting when she was no longer just the intriguing neighbor and he knew what she did for a living. She would at least like to get a meal out of it.