Chapter 84: No way in hell.
The woman with purple hair wasn’t just a random hooker or a drunk cougar looking for a new toy. Having realized that much, Dante knew he had to immediately change his approach or he risked getting himself into far more trouble than he bargained for.
Raising his hands, he wiped whatever expression he was wearing and tried to look as apologetic as he possibly could.
"Listen, lady-"
"Call me Rose." She interrupted. Her lips, which were covered in a darker shade of purple, curved in a flirtatious smile.
"Listen, I’m flattered, really, but I didn’t come here for what you think." Whatever it was, Dante had no idea. "I just wanted a drink, okay? I was about to leave, too."
"Oh really?" She continued to hold his gaze, totally unfazed. "You came here for a drink and nothing else?"
"Not that it’s any of your business, but yeah."
Dante considered the chance that she might be working for Black Skull, but he doubted a small-time gang could afford someone like her. That meant she had some other objective, and having seen through his intentions, she thought he might become a hindrance and wished to get rid of him.
With that in mind, Dante tried to get it through to her that he had no intention of getting in her way and that he would leave her be. His tongue slipped a little near the end, but he didn’t think she would be so petty that she would make a fuss about a slightly rude remark.