Of course you do

"I would love to Saraya," you tell her, thinking maybe you had a chance to get inside of that tight little British pussy before the night was over, "I don't really have anything to do right now, so I've got a few minutes to kill."

"Good...I'm glad...maybe we can get to know each other a little better before the week is over," she tells you, winking at you in a way that told you she was clearly interested in you, "this is my first time in New Orleans, you know."

But something about the way she seemed to be so at ease around you told you not to move in on her just yet, so you keep engaging her in conversation for a little while longer.

"Could I interest you in going out on a night on the town with me, Saraya?" you ask her, liking where things were going and deciding to test the waters with her a little bit.

"Sounds like a bloody good time, if you ask me John," she says to you in her English accent, "and since I don't really have any show prep to do, of course I will, my charming little American boy."

"Great, just let me finish a few things up out front and I'll come back here to pick you up," you tell her, wondering where things might be heading with the two of you soon as you head back to the lobby.