[sorry this took so long -- crazy week has been crazy]
Lia half-smiled, shaking her head at his question regarding California jargon, but only took a sip of her tea.
As the flavor of his smile changed, hers shifted to almost a smirk, slender fingers tapping on the glass of her bottle. As he spoke, her lips curved even further into the expression, and she shook her head again. His word choice might have been innocent, and in someone else, Lia might not have even noticed -- but she got the strong sense there was nothing innocent about him.
It was interesting.
"I suppose so," she said with a silky shrug and her lingering smile. "I think I get a reasonably good feel for people, at least."
She took another sip of her tea.
"So are you deliberately shifting away from the subject of where you come from, or is how intuitive I am a subject of particular interest?" she asked with a smile that might have been a bit sly.