Antonin doesn't respond immediately; he glances at Hasibe, giving her a once-over that is without question the least appreciative look a man can be giving a woman when she's dressed in lingerie - as though he's assessing the situation. He's almost fifty, after all, and has a little self-control.

Not much, but it's there.

When his gaze reaches her face, he gives her a flash of his twisted smile and toasts her with a freshly-refilled glass.

"My advice is to stop being charmed by men on the Network." With that, he gestures for her to join him. "Let strange men at bars charm you, instead."