Izzy D. almost purred as she pretend pouted,<br/>"I have been taught that we reincarnate until we get it right. I have failed in my past life and much improve." She sipped her drink.<br/>At Aaron's quizzical look she shrugged,<br/>"You don't quite remember me. Shame on me. I did not make myself unforgettable." Her eyes were laughing but her face was scintillating. "I shall have to remedy that."<br/><br/>"As for my sleeping arrangements for the night..." he glanced over at Izzy again, "I have none at 'da moment. I literally just arrived some hours ago." Aaron slid down the last of his beverage, and called the bartender over for another round.<br/><br/>"You are a gambling man, aren't you?" she challenged. Before he had a chance to answer her teasing words, she continued," Maybe you will get lucky. Is that your motto? or do you make your own luck?"<br/><br/>Her tone went from seductress to business woman,<br/>"I have an extra room over the florist shop on Canal Street. Would you be interested? There is a balcony that overlooks the street. Old world charm. The only problem is that you would have to share the other quarters with me. Would that be a problem? "<br/><br/>She left it with Aaron to decide if she was inviting him home for the night or longer or had she just offered to rent him a room. She had. It was his choice which.