Julia didn't overlook the distant stare in the eyes of the waitress and she thought for a moment whether she was drugged, too. But the box of course is what takes her interest a lot more, even though she only looks at it for a short moment.
Shaking off the thought and looking at her meal, she is taken by surprise by the revelation that all Lane Hackers are addicts to Cardamine. She can't hide her surprise, nor would she try to. "Really?" she just asks, likely sounding naive... "Ehm... ookay..." she comments, again not sounding very agent-like. "Anyway..." she is trying to change the topic and the way he builds her a golden bridge is quite welcomed and she immediately starts walking over this bridge.
He opens the box and she sees the necklace, and of course she can't keep her eyes from sparkling when she sees the exquisiteness of the stone. "What... is it?" she asks him immediately, stunned by the beauty, but when he mentions what this stone is made of, he can see her brows furrow and she withdraws her hand, almost like someone who has burnt his fingers - just that there was definitely no heat involved here.
"... Azurite... the... dangerous material that was produced when these nomadic floating structures in Bretonia was taken apart by mining ships from all over Bretonia? The..." she asks him, looking rather critical at the beauty now that all of a sudden seemed a lot more dangerous than before, however lost little of its charm - perhaps even gained more attractivity. "... the material that we haulers were informed about... that it was incredibly dangerous, and we had to undergo decontamination procedures for material and ship?" and he would hardly be able to deny it. He would easily gather that she must have been there - in the midst of the madness.
However, the surprise is not over yet when he promises her that it could be hers, and she is not sure whether she heard it correctly. Was he really asking her for sexual favours directly after just a few moments of talking and after waving some jewelry under her nose? Could his judgement be that far off?
She can't hide her surprised and she asks him back: "... did you just ask me for sexual favours... in return for some knowledge and some jewelry?".
Whoever he thinks he is and what aura of power or wealth he might think he exudes - she does not seem interested and her body language, especially the hands that are at the edge of the table, ready to push herself up to walk off might be more than telling. She does not touch food nor drink, taking this directness as a warning that something could be horribly off here.
