He smirked at the first, "Ja, nots so bad. I mights be havings at a things for you too maybe." He lit a cigarette while she turned, and nearly dropped it when he saw the ink on her back.
Well, first off -- Dragon. Holy shit.
Secondly, it was the depth of color and shading that caught his attention. It was so detailed and well done that he couldn't take his eyes off it. He could barely breathe, muchless speak. Lulu couldn't have picked a more beautiful thing than what she'd gotten on her skin. He put his cigarette between his lips and let his fingers roam the lines of it, seeing if her skin had raised due to the puncturing of the artist's needle. Her skin was delightfully smooth even then, but the color and beauty drew him in. "De artist's names am Artan? Hokay." He stored that away in the back of his mind so he knew who to go to next time he wanted new ink. He looked over her shoulder to her and smiled, "Is dats one of your memories, Lulu?" He asked, before going back to inspect the piece. He had an eye for tattoos, and an eye for design, but mostly he really liked the color and the subject matter, as well as the canvas.