She hadn't really forgotten about the bodyguards so much as she was ignoring them. There was a part of Mai that couldn't quite forget other people lingering around like that. She fiddles with her empty glass a moment, her expression vaguely thoughtful. Then she cocks a brow up at him.

"Think they'd follow us to a private booth?" She asks it in the vague tone of a joking question, though her slight smirk isn't quite so jovial. If the bodyguards are listening, she doesn't want them thinking she's serious.