The kind of flirting Ruth was used to was a lot rougher than this, and so she wasn't sure how to take Menachem's words and actions. She giggled girlishly. Men liked it when women laughed at their bad jokes. And it would be helpful to keep this guy on her good side.

"Alright then, Tony. I've already forgotten your other name. Can you tell me where I can find Mr. Meijer?"

She'd rather talk to a man than a woman. A woman might see through her act and notice that she was low class. Most men didn't see further than her pushed up bosom and her spread legs.

She poked her finger into the bouncer's chest. "And then maybe later, you can show me how well you bounce."