[So far as Charlie has experienced, going through the motions is, indeed, enough. Physicality and the release from a tightly wound, but artificial, state of desperation satisfy any discomfort in his suit and tuck a card into his portfolio.

He doesn't even have to touch anyone - watching has been enough.

Now, though, he doesn't care to call someone over to act as a buffer. It's a rare opportunity be positioned to not only please but work in-tandem with a Primogen. Of course, the context could be better - but Charlie's an opportunist. He's keeping this one to himself.

Mirajs's assessment meets no argument - Charlie simply shrugs. Whether his offered approach is being redirected out of a sense of caution or desire, he can't tell. Sure, he expects Miraj to brush off a blatant offer to help given they're both still beholden to prestation, but its just as easy to believe he's over-suspicious of the Casino's lust.

There's an advantage in there somewhere, though raking his eyes over Miraj's body, Charlie doesn't see it yet.] That is so nice of you. Tryin'a pay me back? [He follows the gesture with his gaze, acknowledging the favor he'd already done.]

It's a two person game, you know. [He steps to the side, circling to stand facing the other kindred.] You're playin with me. [Briefly, he knocks his toe into the side of Miraj's foot.]

And I got an idea-

Let me have a bite. [His eyebrows raise, salesman voice returning with its jovial cadence.] You'll like it~! Get us started off right..!

[That'd really be paying him back, but Charlie won't draw attention to the fact.]