"I'll just have to rock salt the entrances when you're on stage then won't I". he told her more than a little proud of himself, but few people could argue with him, he could handle DA's he could handle Raiden in a mood. And he really would rocksalt the entrances.
But then his brain short circuted just a little, short skirts and lapdances. She was kidding, she had to be kidding. He laughed it off.
"I'm better looking than the pervs, and I'm sure lapdance go against several dozen Employment Laws"
He wasn't going to think about the jokey offer of a lapdance, which had been a joke. Just a joke between friends. Maybe she'd sparked him too hard and he was hallucinating this bit.