Julia was just looking at him, keeping eye contact and waiting how he would continue this conversation that turned from interesting, as well as educational to really weird in less than 10 heartbeats. When he explains what his thoughts behind his words were, she can't help but shake her head lightly: "... see..." she starts, then reconsiders and starts again, making it a more diplomtic, less direct answer than it would have been in her first reply.
"... It must be a new experience to deal with women who actually have a will on their own still, is it?" she asks him, giving a nod towards the waitress that is walking by with empty eyes, or the dancers that are performing a strip tease dance at the stage to their right. "... I have to tell you, though, that I am not here to please your wishes. Or obey orders. Or be treated as a whore who gets payment or gifts and then 'performs'." she even says the last few words without making them an insult or a personal attack. It takes her some effort to make it sound rational, like a clarifying statement.
And then she smiles for a brief moment, and she takes her drink and sips fom it: "You know, seriously... you should never give a women who is not a prostitute the feeling she is one by treating her somewhat like one. It's not a way to make yourself seem attractive, to be honest." she replies, ending with a short smirk at the end and she likes the taste of the drink. "... let's try this again? Because... I was looking forward to more than the trip, three minutes of conversation, and a long trip again." she leans back, crossing her legs and looking at him with a short smile... "At least, I want to try this food." and she tries it, while she does not make any move to end the conversation even though this must have been felt as an insult.
