Eliza let the man leer at her ass, bending at the waist to pull a napkin off the bottom of her shoe, making sure her parted pink pussylips were easily visible before walking on, stopping and turning back, she leans in to shout in his ear.<br/><br/>"Where's the private room?"<br/><br/>Then look around as if dumbfounfed and unable to find her way.<br/><br/>In truth she was scanning for security cameras, and any poorly placed lisening devices. Though she doubted she'd find any of the latter.