Teagan's head tilted to the side as she looked to Mister Taylor, cocking her brow slightly as a grin spread her lips. There was plenty of ideas, some needed a little... imagination, others needed a little less. She motioned with her hand for him to come closer to her. Leaning in to his ear she whisper with a slight smile.<br/><br/>"Nothing I would willingly do with a complete strange unless I was completely drunk."<br/><br/>Pulling back from his ear now she looked back out to those starring eyes, which seemed to be all the more intense as she crossed her arms over the front of her chest, and then crossed her legs. Now a pout formed over her lips as she shook her head and spoke.<br/><br/>"I thought about a club fight... but considering that would likely get us both put out of here on our asses.... I suppose I am a little short on ideas unless you want me to bait them outside were you knock them out."<br/><br/>There was a slight tone of laughter as she turned her head over the side of her shoulder to look at him. Those were some fun ideas but, she figured Tyson would be more pissed off if she got his hired help kicked out of the damn place. There was the other off chance that they could drink elsewhere but, here came here on business so that seemed completely wrong to her. What else was there that they could do on those starring eyes.<br/><br/>"Well, Mister Taylor whats your master plan?"<br/><br/>She waited, pulling her half drank beer back to her lips were she dragged on the last bit before placing it to the counter behind her. She was all ears and eyes to what his idea was, they couldn't be no worse then her own, right?