She'd expected a response like that. It was a male thing. It had to be. All of them seemed to go crazy for a girl in a short skirt who carried pom-poms. She made a face. "You're disgusting," Rose said as she crossed her arms. "And incredibly transparent." Not that him pretending he wasn't a skeeve was any better. "I don't dress up for anyone," she said in an airy voice. She might have been hiding a mean smirk.