He could see her visibly tense up. She must have been brought if she didn't know that "our society" was used because was so broad. Broad allowed to keep people guessing about what they are actually talking about. He raised an eyebrow. "Talking about what in public? Getting mobbed because I'm a lawyer?," he chuckles, but still spoke soft enough to not be overheard very well. "Though I s'pose I won't mind talking shop somewhere a bit less... stale?"<br/><br/>From experience, he knows that a hunter won't make a move in such a public place. They would wait until they had seperated. A bullet, no matter what's made out of, could still harm them. He leans back on the bar. "I'm open to ideas." He would of course make a like a fox, and lay a different trail, go to a different place than whatever she says.