Not if make her mine."
"What?"
"Eve has a penchant for assassins and compared to you, I'm more tolerable, honest, and refine."
"I'm more beautiful."
"Is that a challenge?"
"Sure."
"Okay, let's do it like old times."
Isobel scans the bar and finds two men lounging at a table drinking scotch. The men are gawking and smiling mischievously at them across the bar. Isobel flashes a smirk as an invitation and the men walk towards them to meet and drink until they lose their inhibitions.
