He had a nice grin, and as far as flirtatious comments went it wasn't the worst she had heard. But that didn't mean she was going to humor him either, so she rolled her eyes, meeting his up and down look with a dry, raised eyebrow, his words low key enough that her hackles weren't quite up, just unimpressed and bored, "Ain't exactly Danny Zuko with lines like that, are you?" Leave smooth and charming to the ones who were good at it, along with ladies who were actual ladies, and gave two shits.
Also, please, with the way she was dressed? He clearly just hit on any warm body. Ugh. Been there, been that, and Elliot didn't have the patience anymore.
Another drag on her black and mild, watching him before her eyes slid out to the way too perfect property. "How'd you get voluntold to show the new guy around anyway?" Yeah, the assumption she was a dude amused her and she was keeping it. Not offended, as her smirk showed, because no one expected car thieves to be chicks either.