Nina took a long sip of her wine, using the moment to try and calm herself, lest she smash the glass over his head. Really, she wasn't even that mad at him for flirting with her (she was hot), she was just mad in general and he happened to be the final straw.

Also, so not her type. Didn't seem dumb enough.

"...Yeah." She finally answered. "Nina Ironfist, the Ogreslayer."