Those pretty red lips twitch a little bit more, her smile turning from crooked into something a little mischievous. He's certainly interesting, and no mistake. That he thinks he could outrun Security shows his inexperience with the Enterprise; that Kate believes him shows that he's a fella worth knowing.

"An' I suppose polite society an' common decency don't mean a lick to you either?"

Her voice takes on something of a singsong tenor, betraying her chastisement for what it really is. She's a polite woman, well bred, and her belief in propriety runs deep, but it doesn't much matter a lick to her either. Not now, not with the life she leads.

She doesn't back away as he brazenly approaches, and though the pink hasn't left her cheeks she makes a show of arching an eyebrow and glancing down at his manhood once it's securely tucked away.

"I reckon it would."

And no, she isn't moving to help at all.

"You must either be terribly confident in yourself, or a fool. Care to venture a guess why?"