"As well you should," she replied, and then gave him a wink.
The other part of the conversation was more... sobering, and her smile smoothed to something less amused and more open. "Right, right... alright, I'll put it this way." Leaning, she deposited the empty cotton candy bag in the trash as they skated past a bin just outside the rail. "As of right now, I'm not expecting anything major out of you. Call me, message me. Another date or two," she tacked on, amusement surging once more. "You decide if you want to get more serious. If we do--I don't do 'open' relationships. Flirt, sure. Look--go ahead. But that's it." She would not be sharing.