"No.. no you don't want to date me. " Moira laughed as she had taken a seat in her office chair.

You two had been having a conversation and it delved deeper into, somehow, you two possibly dating.

"I work with Talon, and I'm 50 years old. " She claimed as she had crossed one leg over the other, eyeing you as you stood there.

"You're simply attracted to my physical appearance. "