Rex is grateful for the change in subject, especially since this particular change involves the tattoo he'd heard so much about. And it involves... leg... bearing. He can get used to that.

"And here I thought you were going to hide it forever," he muses. He reaches out to support her leg, touching her ankle gingerly as he turns her foot to get a good look at it.

Well.

It's definitely real. And sparkly. And everything Odessa advertised it to be.

Rex lets out a laugh and releases her foot, moving back to lean against one of the other tables. "You've made me so happy I didn't go out that night."