"Of course you do," Roxie said, specifically in regard to the handcuffs. The rest of it wasn't really much of a shock, given the way he was dressed.

"Don't worry about my high society friends," she said after a moment. "I'm the bad girl rebel among them." It was true. She was no Brooke Wyngarde when it came to mixing with the upper crust of New York society. "Besides, I've done worse than merely dated outside of the social circle." She started walking towards the elevators that would take them to the first floor of the hotel. "Nice try knocking me off my game, though. It's not like I wasn't faced with worse in high school." She paused at the elevator and turned to face him. "By the way? Try anything funny with your weapons, and you can bet your ass that I'll punch you straight into Hades." Hey, she had connections there.