Perfect, she gives him the opportunity to deflect without him having to come up with it himself!

"Work," he says easily, smiling in amusement as she impatiently taps her foot. He knows that won't be enough, so he supposes he can give her a little bit more at this point. "NATO. It takes me all over the place. What about you? What are you writing on now?"

He knows she's a writer, but the press badge she's got today suggests some kind of journalist, especially with this kind of access to Cuba.