Something ...smooth

“So ... I've heard stories about this place but as pretty as the decor is, my eyes are always drawn astray by a certain cutie in the corner - any advice to help me focus up?”

You're not exactly Oscar Wilde but the smile playing around the corner of her mouth says you did something right. You hold out your hand and introduce yourself. She takes your hand and with a bit of trepidation and says:

“Good to meet you stranger - I'm Athena, or at least that's what they call me in the ring”

“Athena, eh? Goddess of War and Wisdom? I'd say the name suits you, you certainly look fearsome but it's hard to tell at first glance. Maybe in the ring, I can get a better impression.”

She looks into your eyes and you find yourself lost in the grey steel of her irises. She licks her lips and replies.

“You're on ... tell me when and where and I will be ready to give you a chance to bow before me.”

You may have bitten off more than you can chew but as she walks away you don't really mind that too much. It's going to be one hell of a fight and some of the other patrons noticed your encounter ... Oh no, this is going to end poorly.