Natasha snorts at that, half smiling in amusement. Can't say the girl isn't confident. She can respect that.

She'd be even more amused if she knew Skip's thoughts about age.

Her reply comes at just the right time, just arch enough to be unclear if she's joking as well, "Well that's too bad, isn't it?" she says. Then a pause as she takes a drink herself. Just beer tonight, more for show than anything. The taste does nothing for her, but the act itself soothes her thirst just a little. "Somehow I don't think you'll have trouble finding someone who's more your type."