"If you're the small army, then I'd like to know who you're fighting for," she said, chuckling. He asked what had kept her away from the pub, and she raised an eyebrow. "Well, if you must know, I haven't stayed away. Just so happens that you weren't working that night."
Then Lisa shrugged, still smiling. "I did have some lovely beer and some sort of salad that wasn't bad. Your loss, mostly."