Oh yes I would, unless I was 250 years old. . . or I was wearing glasses thicker than ten inches and as distorted as the bottom of a Coke bottle, drunk 65 beers and chased them with a fifth of cheap vodka, a pint of Jagermeister; 4 bottles of Thunderbird, smoked a z of extremely potent pot and snorted at least an eight-ball of premium blow.
Even after doing all that it would only be a "maybe."
As if a woman of her stature and history would even consider you as someone to sit next to on a barstool. Get a grip.