Hannah giggled when she notice his gaze wander. Moving her hand away from her necklace she ran her fingers over the rim of her glass, not dropping her gaze. "A Pittsburgh woman hey?", she nodded and picked up her glass, finishing the juice inside it and placing it toward the centre of the table. She frowned slightly, and tipped her head to one side looking confused.
"Cops and customs? I'd say your line of work must be somewhat exciting if there are people to avoid? What is it you do exactly?"
She smiled innocently, and looked away for a moment glancing around the bar. Come on... Give me something... She turned slightly sideways in her chair, moving her legs out from under the table, rearranging her dress and crossing one over the other, bare skin and black heals showing. She looked back across at him, making eye contact once again.
