[The compliment gets a delighted grin, and Saxsice stretches out her legs (very nearly tripping another passer-by) and crosses one leg over the other, showing off the pinstriped slacks to best effect.] Yeah? I feel like a gangster. It's a good feelin'. You look nice to.

[Then she frowns, leaning forward and giving the other woman a long, searching look.] Never able to? You weren't allowed? That's a cryin' shame, darlin'.