Caleb crumpled his notes in his hand when an all too familiar voice rang out. If he ever found out who was ratting him out to her, he was going to have a long talk with them. Preferably in a dark alley somewhere.
"Princess," he grouched, "don't you have a date to annoy?" When he looked up at her and spotted the teddy bear with the enormous red bow, he sighed. "Please tell me that's for a six year old girl on another floor."