Cesare smirks a little and gives a playfully quizzical look.

"Careful, Nancy. I'm now spoken for," he jests. He knows she's just being polite and friendly. There's nothing between them now. But that doesn't mean he can't mess with her a bit.

"But if I weren't already taken, I'd say that you look very nice as well." He gives her a smile and a nod. It's not what Cesare himself would have put her in, but it's undoubtedly very nice indeed. Maybe, just maybe, it's better than what he would have come up with.

"You have yourself a good evening, Nancy. And text me, ok?"