That gets a snort. "I gotta preserve some'a my secrets. We'll save that for the second date, deal?" Saxsice brushes some fluff off her shoulders, ignoring the teenage boy's intent staring as she does so. She's had a zillion pervy little shits try to get into her bar underage by attempting to flirt. It's a rite of passage. Mazel tov, nameless teen.

Then she nods, glancing up towards the sky. "Yeah, let's skedaddle. As freein' as nudity is, it's chilly around here at night with no fuzz." This last comment gets an eyeroll. "That's not what milf means, dude. That's a very specific sexy subgenre. Are you sayin' I've got a mom bod?"