[No, this is entirely too fortunate!! For Shura, at least. She hasn't had anyone who was so easy to tease since she arrived. What a blessing, thanks thesa!!

The little grin on her face widens into a shit-eating grin at his reply, the way he's staring so obviously at her cleavage, and she laughs, presses even closer to him. He's warm, he smells good, and it's all making her feel heady. She wants to kiss him, wants to feel his mouth on her, but she isn't going to just shove him into a bush to make out with him.]

What are you talkin' about, that's common knowledge back home! Y'see it everyday--salarymen makin' their way to and from work, all with shiny bald spots on their heads.

[Mind most of the balding ones were in their forties and fifties, but he doesn't need to know that. Her arm slips from his arm to his back, splaying her fingers wide on his lower back. She wouldn't shove him into the nearest bush for privacy, but she will guide him to a bench that's almost hidden out of side by said bush.]

C'mon, sit down. How can I believe you if I don't get to see your hair myself?

[It's a blatant excuse to touch him, but so what?]