Oh Chuck. So innocent how cute. She can only laugh again at the flush he gains, her hand gently as she taps him on the back. After all who knows what kind of mess is under there and really her arm isn't at full strength either. Probably never will be, not again.

"Later, perhaps." A smirk. "I do not feel like sharing tonight."

But that's a conversation for another time, the taxi pullibg up to the curb and Sasha slips out of the car, giving a few bills to the driver. He can keep the change she says, before turning and heading off to the lobby.