"That means waiting for swimsuit season, unless you're going to take me out the back and take me out the back." Keira replied, laughing as a bowl of pretzels skidded down the bar. Stopping them with one hand, she lifted a pretzel to her mouth and crunched one loudly. Glancing to the side, she looked around thoughtfully before shaking her head. "Show me one tattoo and I might ruin you at least five percent for other women."