He didn't need to ask about it - not now, at least. Let her take the idea of him being a decent human being with her, spread that to a couple choice people - it all worked out.

"Work, unfortunately, is slow," he said, ignoring the last comment in favor for a more... interesting topic. Something level. "Most of it is just, uh, wordsmithing, really." He turned to face her, leaning against the back of the couch. "And what about your work, Lisa? A hotel, right?"