Al looked at him with a bit of confusion until she realized what he was trying to do with his arms. "I'll be sure to remember that. I might be too dainty to life a heavy box someday." She shot her broom forward, knowing she was showing off a bit but couldn't help it. If he could brag so could she. She moved until she was handing upside down, the only thing supporting on the broom were her legs. She waved cheekily, ruffling his hair from where she hung above him. "But agility is where all the fun is."
She moved back into proper position, the adrenaline rush making her smile grow. She lived for that feeling. "Don't you scowl at me. No man puts that much effort into his appearance unless he wants to be looked at." She nearly bounced when he spoke again. She wasn't sure if she was happier that he liked something she had made or that she had convinced him to go flying more often. It was a win/win.
"Yeah, it's kind of cool. Ridiculously addicting is more like it. I can't believe you never liked it. Did you fall on your arse or something?"