Oh yes, she certainly had his attention, Susanna thought with a small smirk curving up at one corner of her mouth. She tilted her head at his words, not confirming or denying. "Do you, now?" She took another bite of her salad, chewing slowly, thoughtfully. "I've been incarcerated for twenty months. How's a girl to resist a fine wine after being deprived for so long?" Okay, so that may have been an almost confirmation, but she didn't much care. She was enjoying the back and forth, the thinly veiled innuendo, and yes, the way he was looking at her.
"In general?" she repeated, brows raised in curiosity. It was curious, that qualifier, and she couldn't help wondering when he might think desperation was an attractive feature. "Well, it would appear that you do, but I suppose time will tell," she said with the smallest hint of teasing.