[ How would you know? Jaime wonders, then bites the question back. He doesn't want to seem too aggressive. Still... she seems to know an awful lot about him, or at least she thinks that she does. More than what he thinks shows up in the news, but then again, when has he paid much attention to what they say about some random C-List imPort like him on the news? ]

I think they're probably too busy with their own stuff to pay attention to the tabloids, [ he says instead. His smile still doesn't reach his eyes, but it hasn't since he got here, and it seems unlikely to ever happen. He leans against the bar, grabbing his beer by the neck of the bottle and casually tips it back to take a drink. ] They've all got important work to do.

[ Leading and dating whoever's leading, respectively, it seems. ]

Buuuuuut... you're right. I guess me not being white would stand out! [ He says with a quiet huff of laughter. It's not... disingenuous, exactly, which makes it better than anything else she's gotten out of him. ]

Say, where are all your buddies? Don't you have, like, an entourage?