Richard nearly growled in himself when she turned him off, though he kept his appearance relaxed, unchanging. "We'll see, we'll see." He said, his voice still low. "But Trista would be good enough to call you as well." He said, He didn't like that she turned him off, and was more determined than before to get her in his bed. Or against a wall, or tree, or just on the ground. He didn't really mind where he'd take her, as long as he did. "Maybe a bit, but that line does indeed work a lot of times, you'd be surprised by how often. What line would work better on you then, maybe I could start over, I'd hate to leave her with being on less than good terms with you."