Andrew nearly choked at her response but managed to smile instead. The girl was very attractive, with large breasts and all the right curves. The man who had married her was certainly lucky and Andrew would have made sure she never left the house dressing like she was if he was her husband. He took a sip from his whiskey. "I don't think anyone does, but your husband has clearly lost his mind." He smiles at her again, shifting a little closer to her on his bar stool. Married women were great - they wanted NSA relationships and he was more then happy to pursue them for such things. "If you don't mind me saying so, you're quite beautiful and if I was your husband, well, I don't think I'd have been able to let you out the door with out ravishing you, dressed as you are."