"Hey, never underestimate." She smiled prettily, but was every bit serious. Naea never really had a type she had been interested in. And now that the two years of David had finally worked mostly out of her system, she was beginning to think that maybe it was okay to let things come naturally and see if maybe someone did come along. If not? No worries on her part. She had a lot of things to do.
"I've never met an artist, visual or otherwise, who had much semblance of organization when it came to the things that they created. So, have your people call my people..." Naea gave a dramatic pondering pause and shrugged. "Or just call me. Maybe we could jam for the heck of it sometime and get your noodle going." Did she really just use 'noodle' as a technical term?