Geralt shrugged at Ivory's response, nodding. [color=crimson]"I do, and he wouldn't...I just found it...intriguing. You know me well enough by now to know I had to mention it."[/color] And this was true. Though the two never spent any time together, and in fact this was the first time they had been alone for an extended period of time, Ivory could guess well enough at The Magician's intentions. She at least thought she knew him well enough to guess things about him, he could tell by the snap judgement she had made on his character upon their first meeting. It was no matter, just a little joke to remind her of this fact.

They arrived at her trailer and Geralt stopped well before her door. Ivory was a private person, especially when it came to him, and he was not in the mood to tease her any further. He decided to end their conversation where it was so as not to leave a sour taste in either of their mouths for the rest of their stay in Las Vegas. 

[color=crimson]"I'll leave you here. Thank you for your help, I'm sure that little Cece will remember this evening for a long time to come. Meeting your idol isn't something every youngster gets to do."[/color] He gave her a small, curt bow and turned away before she could respond. Part of him wondered whether this was a fluke or if their relationship could be saved, but he decided to push those thoughts away for the time being. Sour taste and all of that.