I keep looking into her eyes. She's watching mine to see whether or not I'll glance at her boobs but I'm just greeting her lovingly like any other of my beloved siblings of the human race. Eventually she'll get tired of playing her "let's-see-if-I-can-boost-my-ego-and-get-this-hot-guy-interested" game. Then comes a subtle shift in her vibes where her personality is unveiled. She'll either get disappointed or glad to have met me.