[She'll stop when she hears the poem, not really something she expected to hear on the casino floor, so it'll get her attention.]

Oh my, isn't that a little...

[She stops, frowning slightly, thinking about how to phrase this properly. She doesn't want to get off on the wrong foot with anyone.]

Well this hardly seems like the appropriate place for a poetry recital, that's all. Still, it was a rather lovely poem.

[She'll turn that frown slightly upside down. It was odd yes, but not entirely unwelcome.]