Nadine contemplates a moment. There's something vaguely familiar about the way he talks. It tugs at the corner of her mind. Maybe it will come to her...for now, she's just going to enjoy this little encounter. It seems promising.

"The lady would like to be chased," she responds, liking the look of that grin. "But not chaste."

When it involves classic literary quotes and wordplay, apparently flirting comes a bit more easily.