Yeah... sounds familiar. At least from what I know about my friend's clientele. [Psychotic bioterrorist and corporations looking to steal scientific research. Definitely not great people. And he can only imagine the types who would be looking for magical artifacts and cursed shit. Yeah, definitely not people anyone would want to cross.

To help lighten the mood a little, he crosses his legs under the table, lightly nudging her ankle with his foot with a little smile.]

I'd love to split something with you... and I'd love to spend the night.