No one ever truly loses points for bad taste. ( She cocks her head at him, letting her eyes run up and down his frame very blatantly before smiling, all edges and curves. As if to prove her point, ) You're right. My phone is ringing so often, because it's so often they need a good-looking girl who's willing to lounge in a bra in the background for twenty bucks.

( Walking up to him, she puts a finger to his nose, booping it. )

Bit parts, darling. That's what you're toying with.