So, that bit of innuendo hadn't sailed merrily over his head. That was... rather excellent, really - it meant he had a working brain, unlike quite a bit of the rest of New York.
"I suppose I could do with a better one, yes," she admitted, leaning her chin on her hand and allowing herself a grin. "And honesty is, you might say, the key to my box... if you'll excuse the terrible pun."