He was kinda cute. Older, but cute, and hey, when you'd had a thing for someone who was over nine centuries old, it was really all relative. Wasn't it?

"Sounds good," she said with a smile of her own, and gestured over to where a cocktail table'd been vacated. She still wasn't sure what to do with her scrubs, so she set them down at her feet as she sat. "I'll have to keep you in mind if I end up selling something."