"You can frink it anywhere. Just thought you would like it by the fire," he explained to her, turning to look at her. "You seem to be that kind of girl."
Looking away, her words seemed to only confirm his belief. Was Danica a pyromaniac? It was entirely possible, the girl was prone to violence. Leading her back up the stairs, it wasn't long before they were back in the lounge. The fire was still crackling in the fireplace as he led them over to it. Setting the carton of egg nog down, he tried to disengage his hand from her's.
"I guess so. I need to go get the cups. Go ahead and have a seat."