It's weird when her ears still ring with 'he wants to fuck you', and she's been hit on twice in the same night by men who wouldn't stop to give her the time of day if it weren't for Veronica. Maybe.

Paloma kind of hopes he's better than her preconceptions of uber-privileged rich white nobility. Hence finishing the last digit with a relieved sigh, patting him politely. "I mean about staying in touch. Should we keep it quiet? Gossip..." Her fear is beginning to run away with her mouth.