Sam tried to study Hannah’s responses without being too obvious. He had pressed his father for details about her as soon as he was told about her, but he had gotten nothing out of his old man other than that she was a nice girl who he cared about very deeply. Sam was beginning to wonder how much his dad even knew about the mysterious girl he had brought in. Nothing he was saying was bringing out deeper details or expressions of interest from her. He really hadn't met a women that had posed such a challenge to him since… well he had never really met a women who had posed such a challenge to him. Was she just being shy or was there something she just didn't want to talk about? What was going on in her head? He glanced over at Steven and tilted his head towards Hannah as she washed the dishes. Steven shrugged his shoulders slightly. He didn't have any knowledge or details either. Well, thought Sam, which one of us is going to get underneath that beautiful armor first? He got up and wandered over to the sink “Come on you cooked and now you’re going to clean everything too?” he said to Hannah with a grin “You have got to let me help out, I’ll take it personally if you don’t.”<br/><br/>Steven silently wondered why he hadn't thought of helping out first, then he banished that thought with embarrassment, and his eyes wandered around the table and came to rest on Luke. He really hadn't had a chance to talk to Luke one on one for months, he had become enamored with Hannah and was always fretting and concerning himself over her. It seemed to be the biggest concern in his life at the moment. The way he had gotten defensive over Sam’s questioning of Hannah, Steven almost had to wonder if the Alpha didn't have deeper feelings for the girl than the fatherly ones he exhibited. Or perhaps that suspicion was the result of jealousy. Steven cursed his emotions, something was happening to him, something regarding Hannah, and it was completely keeping him from thinking straight. He would need to snap out of it soon, he would be a failure of an enforcer if he carried on like this. “Well Luke, now that dinners over I have to ask, is there any pack business lately that I will need to attend to in the coming days?” Whenever Steven was feeling shaken he could usually restore some confidence by talking about business.<br/><br/>Sam snorted as he reached for a dish to wipe off “Well that’s Steven for you, he’s not even done digesting yet and he’s on to talking about the boring stuff. Dad please shut him up, Lauren give him a good whack on the back of his head.” Steven turned to Sam and glared. He was sick of hearing these immature jibes ever time he said something. Sometimes he wished his friend would just grow up. “Well maybe if you took more of an interest in this I wouldn't have to pick up your slack.” Steven said with a slight growl. Both of the boys fell silent. They both knew the bickering was going too far. Sam had constantly been undermining Steven’s confidence and Steven had just implied that Sam was incompetent at helping his father with his duties, one of the only areas he was actually sensitive about. Sam angrily and silently went about his cleaning, Steven had crossed a line by insulting him like that in front of his father. Sam could forgive Steven a lot of things, Steven was socially awkward and repressed he knew that, but this was low. Steven just turned his head away from his friend's melodramatic behavior and focused his eyes on Luke. Sam clearly was willing to mock others but couldn't take truth told to his face, hardly the qualities of a great leader.. They both waited quietly for someone else to cut the tension in the room for them.<br/>