All kinds of things! She'd tell you that I'm a real charmer! [She'd say that he thinks he's a real charmer.] And that I'm a gentleman, [an absolute scoundrel] and a successful businessman. [a con artist] I'd like her to mention my good looks, but you can see that all for yourself, right?

[He smiles at Caelus over the rim of his glass as he takes another sip. A nice cocktail and some eye candy, this is shaping up to be a very good night! The only way it could be better is if the eye candy ends up in his lap by the end, but that remains to be seen.]

And if I asked Miss Siobhan about you, what would she tell me?

[To keep his hands to himself, probably. To quit eyeing the fresh meat. That her bartenders are off-limits, and not to try to sweet-talk them into coming home with him. She doesn't want one of her employees to have to do a walk of shame from his apartment to the bar for their shift.]

It's only fair for me to ask.