Vesper was used to overwhelming the average male. Admittedly, she could be a lot, and that was without Selina in tow. This guy, though, she couldn't immediately decide if he really was that green around the gills or if he was somehow the very last modest person in the entire world. With a face like that, it was hard to believe that he didn't know what he looked like, but maybe he just didn't own any mirrors.
Either way, his momentary open-mouthed stare was still satisfying, the edges of Vesper's stretching into a wider smile that he couldn't see with her back still to his in echo of his verbal response. Well, at least she could rule out him being stupid. Plenty of guys got stupid with even the slightest hint of suggestion from her, but he was right not to believe her. Vesper wouldn't know how to be gentle if she tried.
It was impossible to tell if she was actually pissed or not that he'd noticed the missing piece, only staring at him for a split second before her expression effortlessly morphed into one of a wide eyed innocence that didn't suit her at all. "Oops," she responded with a casual shrug, unzipping the front of her jacket and very deliberately pulling something smaller out of an inside pocket, doing it from an angle that made it difficult to see if it was a pocket or just the inside of her shirt.
Putting the item on the table with the rest, it wasn't a gun or any obvious weapon, but it did something to distort your appearance on facial recognition software. Would have been handy for her to use, but not a total loss. Vesper was already pretty handy with a well placed disguise. "So, new guy's more then just good looks, he's also a detective."
It was actually bugging her, how familiar he looked, and that wasn't a come on. Vesper was good with faces, and handsome features aside, the longer she looked at him the more she felt like she'd definitely seen him somewhere before. More openly curious, Vesper moved over to take hold of the briefcase and open it, eyes never leaving his face even as she started feeling around the stacks of money. "Have we met before? I could swear I've seen you from somewhere." Not here, that she would definitely remember.