This woman didn't cease to amaze Ronin. She was only person he had ever met who could say "Don't flatter yourself" then follow it up with a compliment. Ronin knew she had the upper hand on him in the conversation, since every time he had made an attempt at getting her to warm up to him, she had shot him down. When she wished him luck it just further confused him. Did she really want him, or was this just another taunt? Ronin had given up trying to figure her out. It didn't seem to matter what he did. She responded the same to everything, bait him in and then reprimand him for it. He was going to try to turn on the charm, and if that didn't work he didn't have anywhere else to go. It was time for flattery. "You've done a lot of things tonight, you've flirted with me, you've threatened me, you may have even insulted me. I'm not sure. But there is one thing I wont permit you to do, and that is lie to me." Ronin did his best to remain serious and flirtatious at the same time. "You say there are women better looking than you, but I don't believe it. They certainly aren't any in here, and I high doubt there are any in the city. I can honestly say you are the most attractive woman I've met, and I will not stand you putting yourself down like that." He obviously wasn't as outraged as his words implied, but he was genuine in the meaning. She was, in his opinion, by far the most attractive woman in the room. And the fact that there was a slim chance of her sleeping with him put her above the anyone else he had met. When she started focusing on how much time Ronin spent watching people, he knew he had made a mistake. Why couldn't I just make up a believable lie? He thought to himself. He had already said too much, and defending himself would be of no use. And it was not as if he would have had a chance to speak anyway, as she suddenly jolted out of her seat and sat on the table. Ronin was speechless. What was this girl doing? Besides, giving Ronin an ample view of her body, that is. He tried hard to keep his eyes on her face, and, for the most part, he succeeded. And once again she chastised him for his actions. He couldn't understand why she was spending time with someone she seemed to have such a low view of. "Didn't I just tell you? I don't dance. Not out of some smug superiority, no, it is because I simply can't dance. I'm am unskilled beyond belief. I will have to be drunk out of my mind, before I will even walk onto that dance floor." Ronin smiled and shook his head. It would either take a lot of persuasion or a lot of alcohol to get him to dance. He didn't think he was a 'sad case' as she had put it. He just didn't enjoy making a fool of himself. He motioned to the waitress to bring them another round. When she came by, he grabbed both tankards, taking a long sip from one and holding the other in front of his companion. |