Gene echoed a slight sigh at his words, the breath coming with a long plume of smoke from her lips. She shook her head, sending several free, loose locks of black around her cheek and shoulders. "It is not that, it is just I... am a busy woman. I am at this bar all day, all night. What fun would you have with someone like myself? You need to go find a nice show girl who is off some nights. Or perhaps one of those stoic gray ladies the German's keep around. You could melt her heart, surely?"