Penelope raises an eyebrow at the McQueen comment-- "How dare you. Blasphemy. You shut your filthy word-hole." The monotony of her tone betrays exactly how serious she isn't.

Note how she generously doesn't tell Hasi off for using the shortened form of her name. If she wasn't about to hook her up with a steady job and a shitload of income, Penelope may have said something. But. Needs must.

"Get you. Well it's your night, you should be enjoying it. But if I wake up tomorrow and some guy has gone mad with lust overnight and impregnated half the city with some kind of crazy sex magic, I'm laying it squarely at your feet."