[She pouts a little, though perhaps unsurprisingly there's more mockery to it than disappointment.]

Oh, don't be like that. I never said I wasn't interested. I'm sure Hawke told you exactly how much I enjoy a man who knows what he's doing downtown.

[She smirks then, squeezing his shoulder.] You never know. If you're lucky I might even be grateful enough to return the favour.

[Or regardless of if he is really. She can't claim she doesn't enjoy giving as much as receiving in its way. ]