Jake stammers and doesn't quite answer

"Are you ... what?"

Kei stared at him. "It is not a difficult question." She was displeased. "Either you think I am beautiful or you do not."

Jake struggled to find words. "I mean, yeah -- of course. Yes."

Kei shook her head. "You are not believable."

Jake wasn't sure if she meant 'unbelievable' figuratively or 'I don't believe you' literally -- her accent certainly suggested that English wasn't her first language ... though Jake interrupted those thoughts with the recognition that a runway model was standing in front of him and he had his pants open ... and where was Abbie?

She looked away. "I am obviously lonely. I tell you that I rebound from a fight by finding someone to fuck. I Ask you if you think I'm beautiful. You sit there with your pants open. And somehow this feels stupid."

Jake laughed. "Were you trying to flirt with me?"

"I don't know. Yes?" Kei threw her hands in the air.

"Well I sure dropped the ball on that, didn't I?" Jake smirked at his own foolishness.

"You did," Kei said accusatorially. She folder her arms and pouted. "And now you may never find out what you could have had."

Jake looked at her. "Really? You mean you're not going to stay here and try again?"

Kei snapped her head back to him and then smiled. "A second chance? Is that what you mean?" She nodded to herself. "Okay, we might try that."