[Well. That's not quite what she was expecting. She isn't sure whether to laugh at that, although deep down she does admire his brashness. She realizes he might not remember her, which is fine. Anonymity has its advantages.]

Mmm. That's quite naughty of you to say.

[She leans her back against the balcony railing, arching her back a little and studies the champagne glass.

So you must be here for your own entertainment, if you're not working. Have you placed any bets on Victors?