She looked him up and down, purposefully making it seem as if she were studying a side of beef. She understood a lack of trust, but just what kind of person did he think she was? Here she was, trying to give him an opportunity, and he was suspecting her of...what? She wasn't even sure.

"You figured me out," she replied deadpan. "I'm running a brothel in addition to an illicit casino and I want you as my star attraction."

It was utter crap, of course, but she was half-expecting him to believe it and respond accordingly.