She shook her head through all of what he said. As if trying to deny his existence to herself. As all of what he said made her feel that he was trying too hard. To do... whatever it was he was trying to do.<br/><br/>"No. Anna. Sometimes Anna Banana or just plain Banana." She stated in a plain voice, unashamedly. "Yes..." She said in response. "Spoiled rotten..." As she said the words her chest tightened. "If you're like this all the time, I wouldn't see why she<em>would</em>." She added as she tried to move along the subject.<br/><br/>"I wish you wouldn't have told me that." She said giving him a dirty look before looking to where she was going again. "It's not insulting if it's the truth." She answered. Looking up she saw they were just a block from the street that she lived on. She turned to him before halting. "I would appreciate it if you wouldn't come any further. You see, my father hates men. Or rather he doesn't like to see me with them. He's one of those overprotective sorts. You know? So, this will be where we part our ways Mister 'Goose.'"<br/><br/>Everything she was saying at this point being a complete lie so she could try and keep her head. As well as so he would not be forced to meet her father. With all her worry for this, she'd forgotten completely about the presence of the jacket he'd given her to wear.