Jean-Claude huffs out the breath of a laugh. Of course this is too public for a fight, and thus the perfect meeting place. He has not lived this long by foolhardily agreeing to meet strangers in dark alleys or any other such terrible choices others may have made.

"Is that so?" he responds. "Well, then I shall wish you the best of luck in such an endeavor, but I have never been one for interior decoration. There is another matter however you may find my particular situation a bit more to your benefit."

He pauses a beat, accepting his drink from the bartender with a nod and toying with the glass before turning to her again, tilting his head at her to regard her carefully. "I suppose I should start by establishing that nothing will turn you off of such an idea, now will it?" he asks, directly.