He smiled, before shaking his head. "I had a hunch something was wrong as you walked over. The floorboards creaked slightly. But the dress was a LITTLE distracting. The frost on the mug though? A bit much, unless the man in question had his face buried. And while I am honored that I managed to impress you. But the rest of my little group would be very put out with me for playing afield, when they are already complaining about not getting enough attention."<br/><br/>He took another sip, before leaning back in the chair, easily meeting her eyes now that she had shown she was his ultimate opponent. "So, now what?"