more women in the neighborhood

You leave the tea house and head on, strolling through the neighborhood. You see a young Indian woman with gorgeous hair and a nice, firm body. She is wearing weird silver sleeveless top and high-waisted shorts with lots of buttons. "Hey baby, you're one fine looking woman," you tell her to gauge her attitude.

She stops and gives you a condescending look. "Really?" she asks, putting her hands on her hips.

"Yeah, really," you say.