[ certainly, manuela is far too grown and experienced to let such a little thing get her flustered. but somehow the innocence of the misunderstanding has her cheeks coloring more than if he were to suddenly stand and flash her on the spot. it's truly hilarious, how the human mind works sometimes. ]

What I am and am not into is a conversation that requires more than just that martini.

[ let us not get into the many ways she has degraded herself for the mere hint of genuine affection...................... anyway. ]

Is that right? Are you durable, blessed, or aided by something else?