*smiles sweetly* Ellie Glass. *holds out her hand and smirks slightly* Pleased to meet you.
Right, yer real name?
*smiles* Now why would I lie about my name? *ignores the fact that not only didn't she answer the question, but that she has several reasons to lie about her name*
Shoa . . . age?
*bats her eyelashes playfully* Don't you know you aren't supposed to ask a woman that? *smiles brightly* I'm 22. *is 26*
Appearance? *gives you a once over and smirks
*smirks right back* Can't you see for yourself? *smiles flirtatiously and wiggles her hips* *she's pretty and knows it, with long red hair, wide blue eyes, fair skin, and lots of curves in all the right places*
What's yer story?
*waves a hand* Oh, let's not talk about me. *prefers not to talk about her past*
Dat da one yer tellin' da bulls?
*raises an eyebrow* And why would I be talking to them?
Single tanight, or datin'?
*laughs* Oh, I always manage to find someone lonely when I get off work. *usually shows them a good time, too*
Any weapons? Ya drop 'em on da table.
*eyes widen* Weapons? *looks offended that he would suggest that she carried weapons . . . like the knife tucked into her boot*
What's yer game?
*the smile goes from flirtatious to businesslike* Card games, any type but mostly blackjack. I'm good, too. *is being modest*
Anythin' else we should know?
*smirks again* Depends on what you consider necessary information . . . *trails off suggestively*