Justin didn't back down, even if Alicia had two inches on him. Really, he'd faced worse things than a buff blonde who thought she ruled the roost. As she moved to leave, his hand snapped out to grab the wrist of the hand she used to blow the kiss. "Ah, typical Gryffindor. All talk and no real action," he blew out with a disappointed sigh. "Although we at least share the trait of being easily bored."
Locking his eyes with Alicia's, he rubbed his thumb lightly along Alicia's wrist. He couldn't help the thrill going through him. She was a challenge. He wasn't sure if he'd win this battle, but this was a good enough time to test her out. "How do you know it's an exaggeration? I think I'd remember actually having slept with you before. Unless you really are all talk and left that little an impression." A smirk quirked his lips. "You haven't seen any tricks yet. I save those for women who are worth showing them to."