Valkyrie | Klaus
"He might have," Klaus agreed, but then it wouldn't have been the first time Klaus had been attacked, Reginald had taken care of that for him very early on. And by this point in his life well - Klaus was more than experienced at men throwing themselves at him hoping to get a punch in - and sure a lot of them managed that. But Klaus always could take a hit. He wasn't worried about that guy, because the thing was with most straight men if you threatened their masculinity just enough in a public space they backed off rather than going for that hit - and Klaus had learned about that line years ago.
He got the feeling that Valkyrie was more than capable of stopping the guy too if he'd decided that he didn't care about making a scene. But neither of them seemed like they were going to mention that fact just yet.
"It's not so much that you need to be made over, as the fact that you just need a little something extra." He told her. And Klaus had a feeling it'd be fun for them both. And that was what Vegas was all about in his estimation. Having fun however you could.
And when she said they had too many chips to carry Klaus grinned. "I" He declared, "Have just the thing for that." And he pulled out the little bag that Bill had given him. "In they go and we'll be out of here to spend our winnings." He didn't really care at all about the money, here it was just a means to an end, a way to find a little bit of entertainment and if that meant he was spending it on a show or talking a new neighbor into letting him pick out a new outfit for her? Well all of that worked for him. And with their chips loaded up they headed out leaving both the rude guy and the table behind.
"Now let's see, for you I'm thinking something shiny, sequins maybe." He said if only to get a reaction out of her, to see just how open she was to the idea of being made over.