"Seems like you both just have a penchant for Latinos, then," she remarked dryly, but in truth, she was intrigued. She pressed her fist to her mouth a second in thought, withdrawing for a moment to contemplate deeply. He had far more on the line than she did, and now that she'd been revealed, and then promoted in spite of it -- or even because of it, what could it hurt to probe deeper and get behind the scenes of a famous conservative politician? If anything fell apart and there was devastating fallout, she always had the makings for a tell-all, if nothing else.<em>He's attractive enough -- why not?</em><br/><br/>"Alright, I'll do it," she announced definitively, though her pulse was practically humming. "In an adult, courtship context, as you've so eloquently put it. I'll let you show me a good time and promise not to ruin you." A small, crooked grin illuminated her face for a brief moment, but suddenly she felt unbearably shy and anxious all at once.