“Really? Do you think I’m oblivious?” Anon teased, waggling his eyebrows at her. “You’re red as a tomato, I can literally smell how horny you are, and your tail has been flagged nearly this entire time.” He tapped the counter, pointing over at her. “Add in the fact that you were making very poorly hidden faces of pleasure as you were adding your ‘special ingredient’, and it’d be hard pressed to not figure you out.”