They say that sharks can smell blood in the water from miles away... well, business-men and -women are pretty damned similar at times. And to say that Liza's eyes glimmer at the Israeli woman's "MILF" statement would be like saying that Tzahala's oranges are a "bit pricey" in commercial vendors... an immense understatement.<br/><br/>"Is that so..." Tzahala's coy smile is called and raised by the grin that spreads across the older woman's lips, and Liza shifts slightly to make sure that the Israeli woman is very, very aware of all she has to offer. And somehow, she manages to make it look like she's not trying to do so! "Well, I'll be sure to extend the invitation at some point, so long as Scripps doesn't have her working any long-term projects... though if you don't mind getting to know one without the other, all you gotta do is lean out the window..."<br/><br/>The older woman gives Tzahala a pleasant wink before falling silent and allowing the runner to follow through on her sports and gaming questions. For her part, Liza doesn't seem to know anything about the sport... but Tisha at least gives a perfunctory nod, and Robin perks up noticeably.<br/><br/>"Ooh... I've been watching the Korea / South Japan series with On-Demand when my shifts end the past couple of days. Did you see that one player and his 'Zergling Rush' the other day? I did a data search, and apparently it was a big deal in the first century of the sport..." The young woman grins and leans forward, her interest in the conversation noticeably piqued. "Apparently it was played in 2-D back then..."