"We'll see." She sipped her drink with a hint of that same seductive grin, but she didn't make a move on him again. Not yet. She was going to see how this played out and toy with him a little. Besides, he seemed like an okay guy and whatever was freaking him out would probably lead him to regret things later. She really wasn't in the mood for emotional support.
"How about you? You some Mark Zuckerburg type or something?" She assumed by the look of the house, the technology all around. The robot.
At least he was better looking than the Apocolypse geeks He had that going. "You don't worship Satan, do you?" The question was serious as she turned her eyes back to him.