I was already a criminal. Do you really think something like ages would've made it worse?

[It wouldn't, not after you get a bounty on your head for murder, but maybe she can think that all she wants. He gives a raise of his brow, like he feels like he really needs to point that out, even as he adjusts his shirt and tries to get his feet back under him, trying not to feel awkward about this night.]

How could I not? A beautiful, interesting woman who serves me good tequila? Maybe next time you take my shirt off, it won't be in public and I might enjoy it more.