She chuckled. "Well just don't let James know or he'll throw a huge pout and I'll never get laid again," Minerva told Craig, throwing him a saucy look before heading upstairs.
Minerva was pleased that Hippo still liked Craig. "He's always liked you. You must smell good to him or something. The last bloke that came by that I had a date with, Hippo took one look at him and hissed. Kind of figured that he would end up being an arse, and I was right. Hippo always knows," she said, pursing her lips and making a kissy sound to her fat, black and white cat.
Brushing off some cat hair from Craig's arms, Minerva then stepped back to grab her coat. "I will only flirt with you tonight, sexy. After all, you've been away all these months you've probably forgotten what it's like to have a night out with me."
When they left the house and Minerva made sure everything was secure, she turned to Craig. "So, I think to commemorate your return we are not going to the Leaky or any other little piddly pub. I'm taking you to Eros, and I'll pay for your entrance and your first drink. In return, you have to dance with me when I want it."