What can he say? Who's going to mess with a casanova who could bite your arm off?

The girls comment bothers him. And as much as he wants to make a comment about being lost in her eyes, she may have caught his actual attention. "Lost. I look lost. Well yea, I AM lost." Good eye on her.

Squinting one eye and raising the other eyebrow, his puzzled look probably speaks for itself, but just in case it didn't... "Ruby City," mutters Veser as he uncrosses his arms. He holds up a palm as if to silence. "You're shitting me. Look, I tell jerks I'm from space all the time an' it's a joke. If that's what you're pulling it's totally not funny."