The urge is there to bury her face in her hands, but Odessa admirably keeps her chin up and settles for just blushing. "Maybe just a liiiittle." Fingers held up a smidgen apart demonstratively. "This is a special occasion, after all." Even if she's horribly embarrassed about the exploits of that evening, and knows that she will continue to be horribly embarrassed for as long as the both of them shall live, she is enjoying herself.

She makes her approach languidly, eyes on the case and whatever secrets it holds inside for a long moment before she seems to remember that she's here for Rex. It's a pleasant thing to remember, if the way her scarred mouth crooks upward at one corner is any indication.