[Oh that is -- well, it's adorable. And reassuring on some level, showing that Danny's just as capable and careful as he should be, as someone so young and attractive and alone in the club scene. Corry listens quietly, hiding the bemused smile under an expression of neutral thoughtfulness. Danny doesn't know who (what) he's talking to, but Corry has a hunch that even if he did, he'd have that same bold defiance.

It's addictive. It's unlike anything Corry's encountered in much longer than he wants to admit.]

Hardly "someone". I'm a financial advisor for some very, very wealthy people, and I've done very well for myself. [Not strictly the truth, but close enough.] But my intentions in bringing you here aren't to hurt you or take advantage. I can promise you that, Danny.

[The elevator is moving upwards, slowly, and Corry moves equally slowly, towards Danny, giving him plenty of time to move away. If he wants to.] My intentions aren't innocent, but they're straightforward: you're stunning, you enthrall me and I want you in my bed. Simple as that.

[One hand reaches out, smoothing Danny's shirt collar unnecessarily, lingering for a moment.] But I want you to want that too. If you've changed your mind, that's also perfectly fine. I'll have the car take you anywhere you want to go. [Corry's a lot of things, but he doesn't want Danny entering into anything he doesn't wholly, enthusiastically want.]