There was a sheepish grin and a light shrug. " Nights still young. no promises." she said lifting her own long neck bottle off the bar. " Doesn't seem to be a whole lot of tattoo'd anything around here, red head or other wise. Part of why I landed here." she said.

" New Jersey." she said taking a drink from the bottle and pointing her finger at him. " and don't you go calling me a Yankee, I know that's southern talk for asshole." Technically she wasn't even from there, but the question was where she came in from. " You must be from around here?"