[ She shrugs lightly, a small motion of her shoulders under her jacket as she smokes, all curled up in her chair. ]

I don't know. Between you and me? [ Wryly: ] I wouldn't mind trying to pin him down.

[ A small pause, as she tilts her head, resting it on her knees as she watches Poe, contemplating him. Her eyes are softer than the mild edge of mockery makes her voice. ]

Besides, it's kind of hot when you pull off a shot like that. Really makes a girl's heart race, even when half her body is paralyzed.