[ funnily enough, the mock high society accent does get a snort out of jinx, even if their references aren't actually aligning. ]

Heh. Ya sound like a Pilty when you talk like that. Makes me wanna hit something.

[ but not sayu. her eyes light up with amusement as her new acquaintance empties the trenches pockets, deciding that yep this one's a keeper. ]

I'm Jinx. [ and with a grunt, she hefts the trenchie up and starts hauling him inside the bar only to drop him as soon as they get to the front door and dust off her hands like she just touched something unsavory. ] And I -- [ she clears her throat, and puts on a mock pilty accent of her own. aka: her best silco impression. ] Would be delighted to drink with you.

[ she holds out her hand. ]

Shall we?