"Didn't say nothing about a free dance. Think I'm a total scumbag, or something here?" Brax's words fall on deaf ears. Her threat however makes him stiffen, and sit straight up. His skin looks a different shade as if he'd seen a ghost. Payback was running through his brain, but he had to focus on the objective at hand. Watching the animal vixen slink away. "If ya didn't want to work, could of just said so, and not acted so enthused.." The male says before looking at closed laptop. He didn't know if opening it would get security called so he just keeps it that way. Slowly reaching up with his satchel, and scooping the hardware inside. He'd have to wait till the dancer got off, or changed shifts to work on the next segment of his blackmail.<br/><br/>The alien he'd been scoping out when dancer was pestering him seems to be engaged in converse with a worker. He mulls over options, but decides ultimately to stay at the table by himself. With the mood that was brewing from the beastly stripper he'd need some time to cool off anyway. He doubted that he could act rationally while holding back so much emotion.