eronica couldn’t help but be charmed by Vic’s smile.  She’d always appreciated those with a self-assured air, and the band leader certainly had it.  “So long as the posters are for my performances rather than for my arrest.  I seem to have a knack for falling in with the wrong sorts.  Must be because they’re so much fun.”<br/><br/>Brushing back the red waterfall from over her eye she openly looked Vic up and down at his question.  A small smile played at her lips as she seemed to consider.  “If nothing better comes along, I think I could manage a drink or two.  Don’t want to make any promises.  Who knows what the night may hold.”<br/><br/>Growing bolder she tapped a finger at the underside of Vic’s chin.  “Though so far, I’m not liking my options out among the clientele.”  There were one or two who seemed attractive, as well as one or two that appeared to have money.  But she was still settling in and wasn’t ready to start conning anyone out of what fortune they had left just yet.  This time she was going to try and stay away from the gangsters.  They were more trouble than they were worth…mostly.