Working Hard or Hardly Working

Raven suddenly jumped up and motioned for Mouse to follow him.
She blinked in surprise.
"Come on, you're coming with me. We need to spruce you up a bit..."
Blink.
"Slow down, fashion police," she shot back. "And I am not a field agent."
"What if it isn't for work?"
Blink.
"Are you asking me out?"
"Would you agree?" he winked in his best approximation of flirtation.
Blink.
"Actually, it's work. Kinda."
Her eyes did more blinking in the last few minutes than in years. Now she rolled them.
"I'm not your partner."
"Using Owl would... raise questions... and eyebrows."