Chuckling, Nyoko dipped her arms in the water up to her elbows. A hint of mischief flashed through her deep grey eyes. "I can't say I'm not picky... I like them muscular, tall, strong..." she spoke, tilting her head aside playfully, and her plump lips formed a smirk. "With deep eyes and lips that can kiss me from dinner to midnight..." Once again bending over to drink from her hands, she took a break in speaking, intentionally leaving Blake waiting. "They can be a little quiet and a little mysterious, as long as they can drink with me..."<br/><br/>Flicking her hair over her shoulder as she finally stood up, she faced him, still grinning. "What about you? What kind of girls do you like?" she asked him, silently so that he'd have to lean in during their conversation. Even the way she fluttered her eyelashes was in a way a little like an invitation to a game.