"Well if you don't absolutely hate it with every ounce of your being, I'm sure it's fine," she said with a smile. Astrid couldn't remember ever hating her job; sure she often joked that she did, but truthfully? Never. It was always changing, and always a challenge trying to get two people to come together with one another.
She couldn't help but notice his reaction, honestly if she hadn't been in her line of work - she wouldn't have picked up on it at all. Taking another drink to hide a smirk, she listened intently to his question, and when he asked if she wanted to come see it - she concealed her surprise at his advance. Because really, it didn't take a rocket scientist to guess intentions. Your average woman would fall for it, sure, but Astrid was different.
"I don't really have any excuses to say no so, yes" she agreed, setting her nearly finished drink down. She wasn't trying to be easy, as she was generally interested more in the journal, mostly.