King half smiled, relaxing again - and easing up more when the notebook went away. "I like people with a little bit of spine, that was why I let you have dinner." Casually arrogant, but he probably deserved it. "Where would you like to eat?"
His blackberry buzzed, then dinged, then buzzed again, and his eyes flicked to it, but whatever it was, he ignored it. "So how long've you been working with your newspaper?" Was idle conversation - hard to tell if he was genuinely interested.